(+) Drake - Deep Pockets (Audio)
Look at you go okay you bubblin'
Look go go Look at you go
Okay you bubblin' look
Yeah one in the hand
one in the bag bubblin'
Look at the cash look at the cash
comin' in
Come get your man
this lil nigga buggin' me
Did you see the bag?
Quit all that jawjackery
Don't need to pass me that
I don't want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad about it had enough of it
Woah watch what you're sayin'
how they're poppin' and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser
my posse deep and iratin'
And we act a fool for the paper
had a dream and I made it
El Camino on Dayton's
Vintage Guess over Bape
Put the bread on me bitch bitch
you bet I'ma bake it
Piggy flat in a blanket
I might just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas
head back to my old ways
Cop a room full of Asian hoes
and do blow all day
Look at me baby look at me baby
Don't I look like a million?
I'm 'bout to clean out the safe
Ddon't I look like somebody
that just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin is great
but I don't be talkin' I air it out
All the problems have gotten easy to bury
I'd rather drown in them Hendrick's
I'd rather kiss on my Mary
I been broker way longer than
I been rich so until it levels out
Imma take your mama to the Marriott
and wear it out
Took me so long to get it
gonna spread it out
Let 'em know all about it
when I'm dead and gone
One in the hand
one in the bag bubblin' (look at you go)
One in the hand
one in the bag bubblin' (look at you go)
Look at the cash look at the cash bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin' (go)
One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand one in the bag bubblin'
(look at you go)
Look at the cash look at the cash bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin'
I'ma need all the fries you can give me
All the hot sauce
all the pie you can give me
Better be all or nothin'
don't have me in the middle
You better be all you can
get higher than the limit
Simplify for the Dumbos plenty slides
I could shuffle
Hit the cadence with my young bitch
Isaac Hayes Billy Ocean
But the old hoe with the cane stick
Left my slippers at the function
it's hard to run in Gucci slides
Chick I thought you said
you didn't have a husband
I'ma stud no cuckold Jackie Chan
no trouble
Can't kill up with the beat
blood drippin' from the cutthroats
No Lord not me
I can never be the one you wanna stunt for
Money money the machine guns
freak the Ferragamo store
RIP to times that I was broke
hopped in like the 911 Porsche
Matte black lookin' clean
dead prezi's in an envelope
Cookin up kanat waitin' for the antidote
runnin' outta town
Patience thinner than her pantyhose
Get over here and empty your pockets
I don't do that
You're my prisoner
you do what I tell you to do get over here
Haha he's gonna get nasty about it!
Fuckin' ?
Frank! Cool it huh?
Stay the fuck outta this!
One in the hand one in the bag
bubblin' (look at you go)
One in the hand one in the bag
bubblin' (look at you go)
Look at the cash look at the cash bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin' (go)
One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand one in the bag bubblin'
(look at you go)
Look at the cash look at the cash bubblin'
(okay you bubblin')
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin'