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Teach You A Lesson

Drake-wr[1]

 

 

Man, you so crucial baby and that champagne so fuchsia baby

I do things that you aint used to baby

And take you back home to St. Lucia baby

My raindrops hit the tan roof its crazy,

thats a metaphor did I lose you baby?

 

When you are wet

And covered in sweat

I wipe ya ass down like Boosie baby

 

I love all my feed back

Tell me to give it to you if you need that

Touch right there whatever the speeds at

If its over fast then I promise you a relapse

 

Forget what you guessin Im on

And who was in yo past

Im a freshly grown

Just charge that cell that I message you on

And if you the lettuce girl Ima bring the dressing along

 

You hear that professional tone?

Half of thats ice and the rest petrone

Show up on time for the class Im teachin

Cuz guaranteed Ima bring a lesson along

 

An you just gotta bring yo breastes along

Instead of holdin out wonderin what it couldve been

I confess this address to you and

Im the postman lookin for a slot I can put it in

 

With no NY number

Moms still upstairs Im two floors under

but my rooms soundproof

You so tempted

to satisfy ya urge so that you dont wonder (yeah)

 

I know I told ya before

Ill grab that fo ya like holdin tha door

Cause mines is Polo and yours is Vicky

and they just spread all over the floor, like

 

 

 

 

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