Who Do You Love?
Drake"Who Do You Love?" is a song by Drake, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:51 long and contains 84 lines and 568 words.
0:10I'm that n***a with the plugs
0:12I'm the n***a who got homies that be sellin' d**gs
0:15I'm the n***a on the back street
0:17With the fat heat n***as better run like athletes
0:20I'm that n***a I'm that n***a
0:22My Bank of America account got six figures
0:25I'm that n***a on the block
0:27Police pull up I'm tryna stash the Glock
0:30You that n***a on the low-low
0:32You're the n***a you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
0:35Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
0:38N***as can't afford these
0:40The Panamera s**ttin' on the 9-11
0:43I call my homies not 911
0:45I'm the n***a with the juice
0:47But I'll never do my n***a like Pac did Q
0:49B***h who do you love
0:53B***h who do you love
0:58B***h who do you love
1:03B***h who do you love
1:05Drake：
1:06Champagne
1:08B***h who do you love
1:10I got a shorty name Texas Syn
1:11She got a buddy named Young JB and now you know the deal
1:14We turnt up in the studio late night
1:17That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
1:19OVO crew n***a thought I told you
1:22If you a player in the game this should hold you
1:24And man shout my n***a Game he just rolled through
1:27Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
1:29A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
1:31Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
1:34They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
1:36Did "The Motto" took a flight to the golden state
1:39I'm the general just makin' sure my soldiers straight
1:41Had to leave my n***a homie got an open case
1:44But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
1:46So we gon' pay some people off we gon' figure it out
1:49And my name too big and my gang too big
1:51Young Money s**t me and Lil Wayne too big
1:54I'ma crush that a*s even if it ain't too big
1:56I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big
1:58Wassup
1:58YG：
1:59B***h who do you love
2:03B***h who do you love
2:08B***h who do you love
2:13B***h who do you love
2:18B***h who do you love
2:19I'm that n***a I'm that n***a
2:21Bank of America account got six figures
2:24I'm that n***a on the block
2:26With the fat heat run like athletes
2:29I'm that n***a I'm that n***a
2:31Bank of America account got six figures
2:34I'm that n***a on the block
2:38Who do you love
2:43B***h who do you love
2:48B***h who do you love
2:53B***h who do you love
2:58B***h who do you love
3:00N***a we straight and we hood
3:01Ain't nobody ever gave us s**t
3:04When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'
3:07We stay paper chasin'
3:08Separatin' the real from the fake
3:10The fake from the real
3:12We livin' to die and dyin' to live
3:14N***a that's why we got so many women
3:16I'm tryna go deep hit them a*scheeks
3:18Bust them guts make her cum
3:20B***h you know the game
3:21Ain't a motherf**kin' thing change
3:24B***h who do you love
3:31Ay hold up
3:36I done lost too many homies in these past couple years
3:39This s**t brazy
3:41Rest in peace my n***a CJ Mack
3:44Rest in peace my n***a Cedar Block Frog though
3:47Bool
3:48Rest in peace my n***a Tiny M
3:50And last but not least
3:51Rest in peace my n***a Big Aaron
I'm that n***a with the plugs I'm the n***a who got homies that be sellin' d**gs I'm the n***a on the back street With the fat heat n***as better run like athletes I'm that n***a I'm that n***a My Bank of America account got six figures I'm that n***a on the block Police pull up I'm tryna stash the Glock You that n***a on the low-low You're the n***a you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos Porsche sittin' on Forgi's N***as can't afford these The Panamera s**ttin' on the 9-11 I call my homies not 911 I'm the n***a with the juice But I'll never do my n***a like Pac did Q B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love Drake： Champagne B***h who do you love I got a shorty name Texas Syn She got a buddy named Young JB and now you know the deal We turnt up in the studio late night That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight OVO crew n***a thought I told you If you a player in the game this should hold you And man shout my n***a Game he just rolled through Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make Did "The Motto" took a flight to the golden state I'm the general just makin' sure my soldiers straight Had to leave my n***a homie got an open case But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south So we gon' pay some people off we gon' figure it out And my name too big and my gang too big Young Money s**t me and Lil Wayne too big I'ma crush that a*s even if it ain't too big I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big Wassup YG： B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love I'm that n***a I'm that n***a Bank of America account got six figures I'm that n***a on the block With the fat heat run like athletes I'm that n***a I'm that n***a Bank of America account got six figures I'm that n***a on the block Who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love B***h who do you love N***a we straight and we hood Ain't nobody ever gave us s**t When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin' We stay paper chasin' Separatin' the real from the fake The fake from the real We livin' to die and dyin' to live N***a that's why we got so many women I'm tryna go deep hit them a*scheeks Bust them guts make her cum B***h you know the game Ain't a motherf**kin' thing change B***h who do you love Ay hold up I done lost too many homies in these past couple years This s**t brazy Rest in peace my n***a CJ Mack Rest in peace my n***a Cedar Block Frog though Bool Rest in peace my n***a Tiny M And last but not least Rest in peace my n***a Big Aaron
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