Young Money Cash Money Records - KMT lyrics

[Intro: Giggs & Drake] (Ness on the beat) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, okay, okay, okay [Verse 1: Drake & Giggs] Demon just got out the can (yeah) I gave my bro an advance (yeah) Love is just not in my plans Not even takin' a chance Studio right in my yard I'm doin' ten in a week How long I been on this streak? Dream about work in my sleep (oof) Okay, I got a lock on the streets Shoutout to T, he did three And he brought it in 'cause of me You don't know nothin' 'bout me Life for my bruddas is deep Long as they all on they feet Long as they pockets is greaze (greaze!) I'm in the penthouse but still, nothin' is sweet (yeah) Dust a man down with the pen, it's a sweep (mmm!) Taller in person, you'll see when we meet I heard your new sh** and I'm kissin' my teeth Jheeze! [Interlude: Giggs] You know dem ones? Hahaha Yeah, ahh! [Verse 2: Giggs] Bringin' that dirty-dirty, bringin' that certy Mizzy with the quick extension, ringin' off thirty (rah!) I've got b**hes in the merky, swervin', lookin' all curvy And you already know I love them breasts, lookin' all perky Lookin' all Christmas gift-wrapped, lookin' all turkey Spen jumped out the Ghost in a suit, lookin' all churchy (oof!) Fingers all itchin', twitchin', lookin' all jerky (jerky) Whippin' that white girl (yeah?), cookin' that Cersei (dah!) I was pushin' that dark sh**, pushin' that charcoal (yeah) Now this is that big bad, this is Gustavo (mmm!) Look at them jokers, look at that arsehole Man are gettin' bread now, and this is that hard dough (yeah) Clap man, dominant murder I'm a black man, government earner Could've just slapped man, but he wanted it further (why?) Batman, da-na-na-da-na [Outro] October Firm