DRAKE (+) Headlines - Drake

DRAKE ☆ Headlines – Drake

feat. Pro Era

Overseas chickens, please, I oversee these chickens
As I squeeze swishers, as I switch positions
Heard you trying to get worked tonight
That same excuse won’t work tonight
Shit is on you, I ain’t flipping
You know why I be hitting at the tip, still tipping
Ripping these bongs, shit is written in these songs
I’m dripping sweet charm sweetheart, just know it
There’ll be no restart when I depart these parts so don’t blow it
And how you talk the talk and won’t show it
It’s cool, I shouldn’t even be getting myself into you
I should get myself in the mood for these, cancel that
It’s whatever, though, hit the jack, worst scenario
Hit the Twitter, I’m following back
And in a matter of facts perhaps she came back ’cause I’m running these tracks
You saying if you wasn’t that you say the rap
I would’ve put the key in my act that fast
I’m like I don’t even need to act that fast
Put my hands where the titty is, you ain’t even act fastidious
No, serious, niggas don’t know ’bout this fast of Diddy shit
Let me tell you what it really is
No, I’mma tell you what it really was
It was like 30 somethings in a hotel room overseas
You know, fly shit
I’m a stand up guy, could you tell by my stance
Still down to earth like a meteorite crash
Was never really into luck so this might be just my chance
I might die this time if we let this pass
I just can’t, one glance, we get close, I see more than them pans
Curve every player, try to hit where I pitch her in a flash
Hold it, beauty is what you pose as when you hitting them poses
You be getting me focused, won’t give you props, then it ain’t real
Ain’t heavy, we wanted dollars so we made mills
Hard work, tell me how selling chain feels
This my shot, that’s why I’m glad you stay still
Was just trying to stay down but still living it up
Be your super silly us, how silly of us
Tell ’em don’t mind us ’cause her but made a plus
And I told her she could be blunt while I get in her guts
Got me like oh, damn, let me let you know what I was holding
Other niggas mad ’cause they just hopeless
Me and you could smoke up on some potents and get you opened
Watch you provoking, you and I could listen to some slow jams
Not a little nigga, I’m a grown man
Hope you know that you were really chosen, I’m living golden
Overseas chickens, please, I oversee these chickens
As I squeeze swishers, as I switch positions
Overseas chickens, please, I oversee these chickens
As I squeeze swishers, as I switch positions

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Overseas
Joey Badass

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