Lyrics [Verse 1 (Drake)] I'm the f**ing man, y'all don't get it, do ya? Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya Go Uptown, New York City, biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch Some Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too Clubbing hard, f**ing women... ain't much to do Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne Still getting brain from a thang, ain't sh** changed How you feel how you feel how you feel? 25 sitting on 25 mil I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay Okay, getting paid, we'll holler whenever that stop My team good, we don't really need a mascot Tell Tune, "Light one, pa** it like a relay" YMCMB, you n***as more YMCA (LISTEN) [Verse 2 (Zin-Zeta)] It's Jorge, back-to-back with Aubrey And white chicks, dying to back their a**es on me But, I ain't referring to "white-girl booty," n***aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Her a** looking like a bag o' laundry The b*tch a milf; I'm f*cking her with her man's pops "Charlie Horse" dick's tenderizing her lamb chops Started off soaked, shorty had the damp twat Till I hit it all night and left her with a sand box That's why I'm rarely home. You know a brother busy Plus, I'm outta town, promoting "... The Wunderwizzy" But in each and every one of my cities I've got a wonderful biddy with a couple of double-D titties You feel me? Life is pretty. You tight cause yours is sh*tty? Well, don't get it twizzy; my background: gritty Team Zeta 'bout the paper; the neighbors caught the vapors Before you try and play us, though, go and get a shape-up, hater [Verse 3 (Drake/Zin-Zeta)] Drake: Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo We got Santa Margherita by the liter She know even if I'm f**ing with her, I don't really need her, oooooohhhhhh... Zin-Zeta: And I don't really need'em; I just lead'em up, eat'em out And beat'em up, then leave'em out cold, once the semen's out Give'em what they dream about, then let'em know the deal I tell'em it's a one-time thing and "It's been real." You feel me? Drake: That's how you feel, man? That's really how you feel? Cause the pimping ice cold; all the b**hes wanna chill I mean, maybe she won't, but again, maybe she will I can almost guarantee she'll know the deal. Real n***a, what's up? Hook: Zin-Zeta: Dick is on her molar... sippin' Coca Cola We only lick c*nts, got my model lickin' bolas Drake: And we 'bout it err'day Zin-Zeta: Err'day Drake: Err'day Zin-Zeta: Like we only rent games Drake: n***a, we don't really play... err'day Zin-Zeta: err'day Drake: F*ck what anybody say Zin-Zeta: I can't see you cause her... Drake: ... a**... Zin-Zeta: ... in the way Tyga: Real n***a, what's up? Drake: Now she want a photo... you already know, though "You only live once"... that's the motto, n***a - YOLO Zin-Zeta: And we 'bout it err'day Drake: Err'day Zin-Zeta: err'day Drake: Like we're sitting on the bench... Zin-Zeta: ... n***a, we don't really play Drake: err'day Zin-Zeta: err'day Drake: F*ck what anybody say Zin-Zeta: Can't see you cause the money in the way Drake: Real n***a, what's up?