Drake - Bollywood Flow lyrics

Who else really try to mess with Hollywood Cole Treating Birmingham like my Hollywood shows I'm tryin' to tell you something that you prolly should know This that slumdog millionaire Bollywood flow And ahh, my real friends never hearing from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose I don't get sh** confused I'm not with different crews We walk the same paths, but got on different shoes We live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to lose Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll We hit the strip club, and all them girls find a pole Tell your girl to tell her friend that it's time to go Tell me today's weather I know they say they good but trust me I'm better I sound like the coldest Miami night ever I'm cold but still hot you can't decide on a sweater Really this whatever and I am murdering and this is so amusing If there's a sight to see I am an illusion I tell you I'm the man baby, what is the confusion And if they still sleeping on me someone hit the snooze then Keep sleeping while I sell a couple million I'm headed for the moon, I ain't bout to hit the ceiling I'm about to hit the club, women tell me I'm appealing But f** what they say, let me tell you how I'm feeling I'm drinking, these London street lamps got a real glow Drizzy playin' driving fast but it feels slow And ask your man, he's a hater baby he don't know I could kick a punt and turn that sh** into a field goal This here was meant to get buried I got a lot of things, I mention those barely I ain't lyin' to the kids, like the dentist ain't scary I'm what Lebron was to St. Vincent-St. Mary's But I ain't playin' high school games Pulling McClarens through a McDonald's drive through lane I'm too fly, keep it hip-hop like Afu Ra Girl on that McClaren, you gotta lift the doors Blades chopping through the city streets, liquid swords