Drake — Up All Night lyrics

{Verse 1}
Kush roll glass full, I prefer the better things, niggas with no money act like money isn't everything
I'm having a good time, they just tryin' to ruin it, shout out to the fact that I'm the youngest nigga doin' it
Cap on, brim bent, Denzel every time she ain't tryin' to pop that shit for pimp? Okay well never mind, I-I-I-I Tried to told you Drizzy still ain't nothin' nice, bracelet sayin' you should quit
Car is sayin' fuck your life, okay now we outta here, toodles to you bitches
And if you dolled up I got the Voodoo for you bitches, yeah I'm busy gettin' rich I don't want trouble, I made enough for two niggas boy stunt double
Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of, but I never ever trip, just peace, happiness, and love
I got money in these jeans so they fit me kind of snug, plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does

{Chorus}
I'ma buy whatever man, fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, they opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters owhh, so we do how we do it, all up in your face man hate to put you through it
I be up all night whole crew's in here, 'cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year, owhh
Man I love my team, man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, owhh
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{Verse 2}
If Drizzy say get her, I'ma get her, I got that kind of money that makes a broke bitch bitter
I got that kind of wait wait, fixate which bitch you know made a million off a mix tape, that was just a keepsake
Bought the President the Louie Presidential briefcase, never been a cheapskate, we got the hawks I ain't talkin' 'bout the Peach state
Man for Pete's sake, scratch that sweepstakes, (hahahahaha), fuck I look like ho? I look like yes and you look like no
I'm a bad bitch, I ain't never been a mix breed, on a diet but I'm doing doughnuts in the 6 speed
M6 in front of M2, I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu, but I collect a hundred thou at the venue
And pop bottles with my team, Young Money 'til the death of me

{Chorus}
I'ma buy whatever man, fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, they opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters owhh, so we do how we do it, all up in your face man hate to put you through it
I be up all night whole crew's in here, 'cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year, owhh
Man I love my team, man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, owhh

I mean we can't even rock them shoes if it don't got a comma on the price tag, you know?
I mean, I mean who, who even looks at the price tag, you know?

Oh yeah we in this bitch
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh yeah we in this bitch
Oh, oh, oh, oh

{Chorus}x2
I'ma buy whatever man, fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, they opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters owhh, so we do how we do it, all up in your face man hate to put you through it
I be up all night whole crew's in here, 'cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year, owhh
Man I love my team, man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, owhh

I'ma buy whatever man, fuck what they be talkin' 'bout, they opinion doesn't count
We the only thing that matters owhh, so we do how we do it, all up in your face man hate to put you through it
I be up all night whole crew's in here, 'cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year, owhh
Man I love my team, man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, owhh

Songwriters: SAMUELS, MATTHEW / GRAHAM, AUBREY DRAKE / BURNETTE, MATTHEW / MARAJ, ONIKA
Up All Night lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group