9 A.M. IN DALLAS TRANSLATION - DRAKE

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[Drake]
Yeah uh yeah
These are my one St. Thomas flows
Me and my niggas and some Madonna hoes
That look just like virgins but trust they down to go
DiscussinâÂ?Â? life and all our common goals
Smart kids that smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne diamonds flow
Fine dining, pour another glass when the wine is low

IâÂ?Â?m in the crib stackinâÂ?Â? money from here to the ceiling
Whatever it is I got is clearly appealing
These other rappers gettinâÂ?Â? at it very you feeling
I hope you feel it in your soul spiritual healing
Take a look at yourself the mirrorâÂ?Â?s revealing
If you ainâÂ?Â?t got it you ainâÂ?Â?t got it the theory is brilliant

People ask how music is goinâÂ?Â? I heard it pays
I just came off makin' two million in thirty days
Damn I guess it does what the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spending my money just because
But Weezy I'm just out here reppin' us
Till I get to shake the hand of the man thatâÂ?Â?s blessing us

Yeah, I know these niggas miss the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smelling like teen spirit
I asked kindly if no one out here would bring there feet up
Until I lose for now IâÂ?Â?m the gameâÂ?Â?s single leader
I fly private so no one tells me to bring my seat up
And book a suite when me and your favorite singer meet up

Who you like, tell me who it is
I'ma make sure that that woman is the next one on my list
I should call it a night but fuck it i canâÂ?Â?t resist
This one is for all my niggas from my city trying to diss
Without a response from me you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail that feeling there is the shit
I swear, ah pussy nigga get your bread up
Enjoy the seat that the steward just forced your ass to let up
Why your scary ass looking down pick your head up
No one told you your disguise is the most ridiculous getup
With nose plugs in now I can smell a setup
So youâÂ?Â?re just wasting your time
YouâÂ?Â?re just only making me better

Yeah, I try to tell them donâÂ?Â?t judge me because you heard stuff
Chase 'n' cash thatâÂ?Â?s my brother from the surf club
Damn that nigga always kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke good
At the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like coins in a couch
Now we just fuckin' all the bitches they warned us about
Scared for the first time everything has clicked
What if I donâÂ?Â?t really do the numbers they predict
Considering the fact that IâÂ?Â?m the one that they just picked
To write a chapter in history this shit has got me sick
But if I really do it donâÂ?Â?t expect to get a split
'Cause this truly is some shit I donâÂ?Â?t expect you all to get

IâÂ?Â?m nervous but IâÂ?Â?m about to kill it
'Cause they about to let the realist team in
Throwin' up in a huddle nigga Willie Beamen
WeâÂ?Â?re still throwin' touchdown passes
And tore his frame glasses
Hopin' that someone catch it
People say "That old Drake we started to miss it."
But they need to be a little more specific
Man is this what yâÂ?Â?all want?

And my best Chris Tucker impression
Ducking your questions
Fuck your suggestions
Money gets all of my love and affection
Cars all black like the cover of Essence
IâÂ?Â?m allergic to comin' in second
But I never sneeze
Nigga YMOE nigga yeah

Uh, yeah, this what yâÂ?Â?all want
October's Very Own
Young Money
ATF
Thank me later in this bitch wassup
Free Weezy in this bitch wassup
June 15th in this bitch wassup

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