Testo Mob Ties - Drake

Testo della canzone Mob Ties (Drake), tratta dall'album Scorpion

Ayy, sick of these - (sick), sick of these - (sick-sick)
Hire some help (help), get rid of these - (brrt)
Sick of this -, move to the Ritz, turned out the - (ayy)
It is what it is, yeah, GLE, 'cause that Lambo' movin' fast (skrrt)
S Class, G Class, lotta class (sss-sss)
In a rocket and that - ain't got no tags (skrrt, skrrt)
Louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah
Sick of these - (sick), sick of these - (sick, sick)
Hire some help (help), get rid of these - (grr)
- what it was, it is what it is (what? What?)
Whatever you did (ayy), it is what it is
And I'm so tired (tired), - with the mob and I got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes (do-doo)
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey -
I'm your brother -, all that other -
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey -
I'm your brother -, all that other -
It's too late for all that, ayy, it's too late for all that
Ayy, sick of these -, I'm sick of these -
Hire some help, get rid of these -
I'm not with the ra-ra, I am a Dada
My - in Chanel now, your - in Escada (sick-sick, sick-sick)
Yeah, and they shook, please don't let 'em fool ya, I don't care how they look (nah)
Heard all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (shh)
29 is comin', they on edge when I cook (cook)
Lead the league in scorin', man, but look at my assists (shh)
Yes, I be with Future, but I like to reminisce (yeah)
I do not forget a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, they insist (they insist)
Yeah, I can tell, I just gave 'em two for 40 million, like Chappelle (two)
Standin' over coffin with a hammer and a nail (two)
Heard you hit up so-and-so, that name don't ring a bell, nah
Sick of these - (sick), hire some help, get rid of these -
I'm sick of this - (sick, sick), I'm runnin' a blitz (ayy)
Whatever you did (ayy), it is what it is
And I'm so tired (tired), - with the mob and I got ties (lotta ties, lotta ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes (do-doo)
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey -
I'm your brother -, all that other -
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey -
I'm your brother -, all that other -
It's too late for all that, ayy, it's too late for all that



Credits
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Aubrey Drake Graham, Anthony S. Cruz, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J. Barnes, Inga D. Marchand, Cory Mckay, Dave A. Atkinson, Allen Ritter, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Ashley Turner, Travoris Hollins
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