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  • Title:Nice For What
  • Artist:Drake
  • Album:Nice For What
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    I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight
    Hold on, hold on
    I keep lettin' you back in (lettin' you back in)
    How can I, explain myself?
    Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me
    There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me (Louisiana shit)
    Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me (Murda on the beat)
    Give to me, give to me, why won't you live for me?
    Care for me, care for me,(A song for y'all to cut up to, you know?)
    I know you care for me
    There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me (yeah)
    Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me
    Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on
    I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
    Had a man last year, life goes on
    Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long
    You've been inside, know you like to lay low
    I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table
    Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for
    First, last phone bill, car note, cable
    With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
    With your phone out, snappin' like you Fabo
    And you showin' off, but it's alright
    And you showin' off, but it's alright (alright!)
    It's a short life, yeah
    There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me
    That's a real one in your reflection
    Without a follow, without a mention
    You really pipin' up on these niggas
    You gotta be nice for what to these niggas?
    I understand, you got a hunnid bands, you got a baby Benz
    You got some bad friends, high school pics
    You was even bad then
    You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
    You already had them
    Work at 8 A.M., finish 'round five
    Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
    Yeah, they don't really be the same offline
    You know dark days, you know hard times
    Doin' overtime for the last month
    Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up
    Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
    Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin' angles
    It's a short life
    Uh-huh! (Oh yeah!)
    These hoes! (They hate!)
    Your boy! (Today!)
    I may! (Watch the breakdown)
    Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
    Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
    Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump (let's go)
    Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up
    Make that jump, jump
    Bend it over, over, over, over, over, lift it up
    Bend it over, lift it up (make that jump, jump)
    You gotta be, nice for what to these niggas?
    I understand
    Cry for me, cry for me,
    You said you'd cry for me(Make that jump, jump)
    Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles