Dreams Money Can Buy (Explicit)

Dreams Money Can Buy (Explicit) - Drake

Lyrics by：Aubrey Graham

Composed by：Aubrey Graham

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

I got car money fresh start money

I want Saudi money I want art money

I want women to cry and pour out they heart for me

And tell me how much they hate it when they apart from me

Yeah and lately I do b***hes the meanest

Tell 'em I love 'em and don't ever mean it

We go on dates I send the Maybach out in neighborhoods

They never seen it

That s**t is dangerous but it's so convenient I ain't lying

Yeah and comfortable I sit

That manual Ferrari Italia some fly s**t

It's sitting at the house like I bought it in '96

'Cause honestly I'm too f**king busy to drive stick

I swear too f**king busy too busy f**kin'

This n***a girl but to me she wasn't

Been hot before they open doors for me pre-heated oven

I'm in this ho but I ain't finished though

It's been a minute though

My newest girl from back home got issues with parents

And some charges how the f**k can I get her to Paris

Luckily I'm the greatest my country's ever seen

So chances are I get the border to issue me clearance

Dreams money can buy

Everybody yelled surprise I wasn't surprised

That's only 'cause I been waiting on it n***a

So f**k whoever hating on a n***a of course

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Food from India she in Charlotte Olympias

We talked music for hours she never mentioned ya

Can't tell you how much I love when n***as think they got it

And I love the fact that line made 'em think about it

YMCMB

These n***as make it so hard to be friendly

When I know part of it's envy

Tryna fill the shoes n***a so far these are empty

I take 'em off in the house because the throw carpets are Fendi

Ooh I never seen the car you claim to drive

Well s**t I seen it you just ain't inside

And I feel like lately it went from top five to remaining five

My favorite rappers either lost it or they ain't alive

And they tryna bring us down me Weezy and Stunna

We stayed up Christmas lights in the middle of summer

And if the girl standing next to me got a fat a*s

Then I'll probably give her my number

Yeah I throw my dollars up high

And they land on the stage you dance on

We got company coming over

Would it kill you to put some pants on

Dreams money can buy

They told me it's like a high and it wasn't a lie yeah

Just have some good p***y waiting on a n***a

And f**k whoever hating on a n***a

Aw yeah

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't

Don't

Don't f**k with me don't f**k with me

Don't