Drake - Light Up (Cookin Soul Remix) Lyrics

Drake - Light Up (Cookin Soul Remix) Lyrics

Big Poppa throwing niggas off a cliff
Smokin' spliff
In ?? with my bitch
In a Mitsubi Eclipse
Read my lips "I kill you"
Blood will spill you
Did I say thank?
I grant you three wishes
Cause I be the genie
Niggas is ass out like fat bitches in bikini
Read between the lines see what I see
I see the diary of a sick bastard
Junior Mafia blasta
Ruggas on the hips
Bought coke to flip chicks
Bought slunts to fill clips
Flippin cokes in corner stores bodega
In the back room playin' Sega
"Street Fighter 2" I'm invitin' you
Bring your ?? and crew
And they dopest rhymes
I hit up in that ass everytime
Lyrically I'm untouchable,uncrushable
Gettin' mad blunted in the six hundred
Benz ask your friends, "Who's The Illest?"
Lickin shots niggas screamin "Bigge Smalls tried to kill us!"
It don't stop, It dont stop, watch the hit nigga
It don't stop, It dont stop, watch the hit nigga

Drake Hook:

Who would have thought
I'd be caught in this life?
Let's celebrate with a toast
And get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
(Hey, Guru, tell hom' to go to open that Ace right there),
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon' make this bitch light up
Even when the sun goes down
I'm gon' make this go

Jay z Verse:

Owww, hoes turn they heads like, owls

I'm the man of the hour

Triple entendre, don't even ask me how

Con Edison flow, I'm connected to a higher power

Bright life'd make your whole city light up

A trillion-watt light bulb, when I'm in the nightclub

I just landed in that in that G450

Caught the Mayweather fight, 'cause the satellite was crispy
(Uh) Y'all can miss me with that money talk

The smart money's on Hov, fuck what the dummies talk

I don't do too much blogging

I just run the town, I don't do too much jogging

(Unh) I ain't got a scar yet
'Cause you fuckin' around with me and my dogs is far-fetched

Drake, here is how they gon' come at you

With silly raps for you tryin' to distract you
In disguise, in the form of a favor

The Barzini me, watch for the traitors

(Unh) I done seen it all, done it all

That's why none of these dumb-dumb could dun him off

The summer's ours, the winter too

Top down in the winter, that's what winners do

And to these niggas I'm like Windows 7

You let 'em tell it, they swear that they invented you

And since no good deed go unpunished

I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was
I once was, cool as the Fonz was

But these bright lights turned me to a monster

Sorry, mama, I promised it wouldn't change me

But I would've went insane had I remained the same me
Fuck niggas, bitches too

All I got is this money, this'll do

Drake Hook:

Who would have thought
I'd be caught in this life?
Let's celebrate with a toast
And get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
(Hey, Guru, tell hom' to go to open that Ace right there),
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon' make this bitch light up
Even when the sun goes down
I'm gon' make this go

Drake verse:

I been up for four days gettin' money both ways

Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold Spades

Rolexes, chauffeurs, and low fades,

I keep thinking, how young can you die from old age?

They always tell me nobody's workin' as hard as you

And even though I laugh it off, man, it's probably true
'
Cause while my closest friends out there partying

I'm just here making all of the music that they party to

But party on, party on, all night nigga

I got these new rappers nervous, prom night nigga

I've grown tired of these fuckin' grown man liars

Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire

Uh, but I just want to tell the truth

Before one of the haters load up a couple shells and shoot
The shit feel like when Fredro Starr was in Sunset Park
Stuntin' hard in his yellow Goose

Yeah, but I'm a ma'fuckin' missed target

But a target nonetheless and I just started

Was that directed at moi? It can't be

They must be talking to themselves, hoes hands free

Yeah, and I'm just filling up this daily planner

Gettin' busy 'cause I'm a star, no spangled banner

Jealous dudes get to talkin' in they music

And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammar
Yeah, that's what life becomes when you're doing you
Welcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you,

And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwin' you

Just know that she gon' tell another nigga when she through wit you

Don't get impatient when it takes too long

Drink it all even when it tastes too strong

Yeah, I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me

I promise to always give you me, the real me

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