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Drake Bonus 2 Lyrics

Last updated: 10/21/2012 05:55:20 PM

I came to the club alone, bitches fooling on my door,
Go on and switch that, paper all up in my bone,
DJ playing my song, sure to get off so I could.
Rub it to the floor, back it up and go low,

Go, shawty.
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
Get back on that pole, shawty,
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
Don’t stop, ‘cause the money won’t stop.

Said is late in Paris, met her at the Hilton,
One night out in Paris and I’m fucking up in Hilton.
Shawty came up to my shows just to see me kill it,
So I return the favor just to see you kill something.

I came to the club alone, bitches fooling on my door,
Go on and switch that, paper all up in my bone,
DJ playing my song, sure to get off so I could.
Rub it to the floor, back it up and go low,

Go, shawty.
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
The way you go, shawty,
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
Don’t stop, ‘cause the money won’t stop.

I heard that luno smelled like water when she put it on the floor,
She always called me daddy, I don’t treat her like my doll,
She my favorite candidate, I can’t keep her out the pole,
Can’t keep her out my pole, how can I tell her no?
Get that mula, baby, you ain’t used to this? Who you think you’re fooling, baby?
Go ahead, do it for the cash, girl,
Can I see you popping bottle with your ass, girl?

Go, shawty.
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
Where you’re going, shawty?
You ain’t mad enough, mad enough, you ain’t mad enough,
Don’t stop, ‘cause the money won’t stop.




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