| 歌曲 | The Motto (Feat. Lil Wayne) |
| 歌手 | Drake |
| 专辑 | Much Dance 2013 |
| 作词 : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl / Carter, Dwayne | |
| 作曲 : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl / Carter, Dwayne | |
| I'm the ****in' man, y'all don't get it, do ya | |
| Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya | |
| Go Uptown, New York City, ***** | |
| Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura | |
| Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami, too | |
| Clubbing hard, ****ing women, there ain't much to do | |
| Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne | |
| Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changed | |
| How you feel, how you feel, how you feel | |
| 25, sitting on 25 mill, uh | |
| I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself | |
| Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'm-a do it for the Bay | |
| Okay, 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 niggas more YMCA | |
| Me, Franny, and Mally Mall 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 ****ing with her, I don't really need her | |
| Aww, that's how you feel, man That's really how you feel | |
| Cause the pimpin ice cold, all these *****es wanna chill | |
| I mean maybe she won't but then again maybe she will | |
| I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real nigga, what's up | |
| Hook: Drake | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that's the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play | |
| Every day, every day, **** what anybody say | |
| Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up | |
| Verse 2: Lil Wayne | |
| One...time **** one time | |
| I'm calling niggas out like the umpire | |
| Seven...grams in the blunt | |
| Almost drowned in her ***** so I swam to her butt | |
| It's Eastside, we in this ***** | |
| Wish a nigga would, like a tree in this ***** | |
| And if a leaf fall put some weed in that ***** | |
| That's my MO, add a B to that shit | |
| I'm ****ed up, tore down | |
| I'm twisted: door knob | |
| Talk stupid Off with your head | |
| Nigga, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah | |
| I'm so Young Money | |
| Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny | |
| Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar | |
| Ain't shit sweet Niggas on the street like hookers | |
| I tongue kiss her other tongue | |
| Skeet skeet skeet: water gun | |
| Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt Tunechi | |
| Hook: Drake | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that's the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play | |
| Every day, every day, **** what anybody say | |
| Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that's the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don't really play | |
| Every day, every day, **** what anybody say | |
| Can't see 'em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up |
| zuò cí : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl Carter, Dwayne | |
| zuò qǔ : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl Carter, Dwayne | |
| I' m the in' man, y' all don' t get it, do ya | |
| Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya | |
| Go Uptown, New York City, | |
| Them Spanish girls love me like I' m Aventura | |
| Tell Uncle Luke I' m out in Miami, too | |
| Clubbing hard, ing women, there ain' t much to do | |
| Wrist bling, got a condo up in Biscayne | |
| Still getting brain from a thang, ain' t shit changed | |
| How you feel, how you feel, how you feel | |
| 25, sitting on 25 mill, uh | |
| I' m in the building and I' m feeling myself | |
| Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I' ma do it for the Bay | |
| Okay, 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 niggas more YMCA | |
| Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the cribo | |
| Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo | |
| We got Santa Margherita by the liter | |
| She know even if I' m ing with her, I don' t really need her | |
| Aww, that' s how you feel, man That' s really how you feel | |
| Cause the pimpin ice cold, all these es wanna chill | |
| I mean maybe she won' t but then again maybe she will | |
| I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real nigga, what' s up | |
| Hook: Drake | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that' s the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don' t really play | |
| Every day, every day, what anybody say | |
| Can' t see ' em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what' s up | |
| Verse 2: Lil Wayne | |
| One... time one time | |
| I' m calling niggas out like the umpire | |
| Seven... grams in the blunt | |
| Almost drowned in her so I swam to her butt | |
| It' s Eastside, we in this | |
| Wish a nigga would, like a tree in this | |
| And if a leaf fall put some weed in that | |
| That' s my MO, add a B to that shit | |
| I' m ed up, tore down | |
| I' m twisted: door knob | |
| Talk stupid Off with your head | |
| Nigga, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah | |
| I' m so Young Money | |
| Got a drum on the gun, Energizer bunny | |
| Funny how honey ain' t sweet like sugar | |
| Ain' t shit sweet Niggas on the street like hookers | |
| I tongue kiss her other tongue | |
| Skeet skeet skeet: water gun | |
| Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt Tunechi | |
| Hook: Drake | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that' s the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don' t really play | |
| Every day, every day, what anybody say | |
| Can' t see ' em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what' s up | |
| Now she want a photo, you already know, though | |
| You only live once: that' s the motto, nigga, YOLO | |
| And we bout it every day, every day, every day | |
| Like we sittin on the bench, nigga, we don' t really play | |
| Every day, every day, what anybody say | |
| Can' t see ' em cause the money in the way, real nigga, what' s up |