Only You Freestyle Lyrics – Drake

Headie one x Drake – Only You Freestyle – Lyrics

Only you Freestyle Lyrics in English

Singer Drake

[Intro: Drake]
Again and again
Again and again

[Verse 2: Headie One]
Closet filled up with designer, comin’ like Panda, Panda
Yeah, gyal just came to the booth, She asked for will. She never heard Drill in Atlanta
Arabic ting told me that I look like Youssef, look like Hamza
Habibti, please ana akhi, enty wana akhla3
Whip up skull in Gaza but not that Gaza, but still it’s a mazza
Niggas want a piece like cassava but we let bridge dem burn like Grabba
Woi, four in the cleanse and one in the headie
Handle shake, man, hold that steady
Atlanta, pose with the ting for a pic, she managed to buss the ting already
Man love Ezzie ezzie
.44 or the .32 00 bells is a toothpick, no rap cap
Can we just speak what the truth is
Lord forgive them, they didn’t know what they were doing
Shotgun, open the hatch, I put two in
Still ain’t forgot how it feels to be losin’
Left O poppin’, I find it amusin’
All this drip on me like I’m canoeing
Time just flyin’, huh
I’m just tryna do the slide ting to my juvies, juvies
So the beef is fryin’
They tryna stop slidin’, Toosie, Toosie

[Bridge: Headie One]

Didn’t have to rise that docks, it was just under my bed already
Bro bro chinging up a opp boy, I swear he got chinged already (On time, yeah)
That next one thought he was boss, then he got shot, mason tanetti
Got this bad b on Henny
My next one from yard love reggae
We dishin’ out store and telly
Then we in France but I’m not Trezeguet
She look sexy, sippin’ on Henny
If it feels good, I’ma pass the penny
She give headie, headie
My tracksuit Louis not covered in Fenty
Bitch put a load in the clip, and it still didn’t stop it, spinnin’ like Peggy
Got the dark and the blue, then we put it in the red, balotelli
Them times it was M way, I mean M way, T house, M way
North Penty uptop Penty, huh
Bentley, Range then Bentley, huh
Have you ever had your pockets empty?
But still found the bread to afford a tretnum
Just leave us flat food then I try see ’em laugh on both perspectives
That’s ’bout so far, I’m certain you ain’t got no connection
I done run through so much Scottish notes
Couldn’t care ’bout no recessions
Still get one jail call from Boogie
Judge gave him twenty years straight it moved me
CPS murder in the dock like Rupert
My lil’ bro, wanna double some roof length
Cah his cutie, she half Cuban
Probably why she like playing with the Cuban
Say she like Jimmy with the hooters, booters
ian up town or shootin’, bootin’, bootin’, bootin’
They was a witness when the jeans was bootleg
Putting that work we ain’t never been spoon-fed
Comin’ from the jungle, you know where the zoo is
Yeah, cat back chat to the Prezi
You know when the beef just taste like veggie
Got gold wrist for the mani, pedi
CC bag looks nice but the Birkin bag looks way more heavy
That’s just a big gyal ting, man you get me
Rainy just turned mommy and that’s my sis so I just turn hoptie
Fan mail came to the crib from a yute that loves me, swear that touched me
I never even drive no whips i own so they all look way too dusty
If me and gyal let’s go supposed to go saint mike, but the gyal come way too fussy, crushy
Man said they would do this and that but the man weren’t really that wossy, was he?
Nah, nah, nah, the man wasn’t really that what?
1942, hits my system, I get way too fussy, buzzy
Girls from the past that love me, lost me
Same ones from the past that crossed me, cost me
Everything comes full circle, word to the boss above me
Slow show king ’cause the Bamksy way too big, my gyaldon’t rush me
Woi, don’t make me have to rise my riful
Man try to send some young boys for me
Don’t make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been droppin’ lately
Don’t make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy to my hype
Don’t make me have to buy my hype too
Dealt with the big homie already, don’t make me have to side by side you
Nuff times he tried hide behind you
Amnesia but when I remind you
I’m touchin’ road and I can’t find you
Word to the M-O-B, I’m tattoed
I’m givin’ up when I decide too, jheeze

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