Текст песни Cherlise feat Drake - I Got That

Swagger on overdose
Paparazzi strike a pose
Excuse me if I impose
Ain’t wanna sing so I had to flow
Got that bass that supersonic
Here’s my tune I’m stupid on it
Word on the street say the people own it
New Cherlise, DJ get on it
Check my swag I’m dressed to kill
I’m so sex appeal
She’s so nervous when I’m rolling up
Baby cause I’m blowin’ up

I got that good, that good, so good that he coming right back
I pick it up and I throw right back
I bet your girlfriend can’t do it like that
I got that good, that good, so good that he coming right back
I pick it up and I throw right back
I bet your girlfriend can’t do it like that
I got that... you should take a photo
I got that... you already know tho’

I’m so incredible, he thinks I’m eatable
You say you like my confidence, but baby that’s common sense
You already know that, you already know that
Frame so sick make you put it in a photo
Word on the street say the people own it
New Cherlise, DJ get on it
Check my swag I’m dressed to kill
I’m so sex appeal
She’s so nervous when I’m rolling up
Baby cause I’m blowin’ up

I got that good, that good, so good that he coming right back
I pick it up and I throw right back
I bet your girlfriend can’t do it like that
I got that good, that good, so good that he coming right back
I pick it up and I throw right back
I bet your girlfriend can’t do it like that
I got that... you should take a photo
I got that... you already know tho’
I got that...

[Drake]
I’m the f*ckin’ man, y’all don’t get it, do ya?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City, b*tch
Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, f*ckin’ women, there ain’t much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t sh*t changed
How you feel, how you feel, how you feel?
Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’ma do it for the Bay
Getting paid, we’ll holler whenever that stop
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”
YMCMB, you n*ggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie and Marley Marl at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J, and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I’m f*cking with her, I don’t really need her
That’s how you feel, man?
That’s really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these b*tches wanna chill
I’m mean maybe she won’t
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real n*ggas, wassup?