[Verse 2] I hear my phone ringing when you call I ain't pickin' up or entertainin' them at all Got your girl face down, bangin' on the wall While you and all your homeboys hang in Lenox Mall Mmm, mmm, mmm I cannot relate Ridin' with some tags that I got from out of state Ridin' with a swag that I got from outer space Just show me who's the hottest, I'mma knock him out his place Call me homicide Drizzy, I'm 'bout to kill your ego I'm about my green, puffin' goody like I'm Cee-lo You can go and take a glance at your hero While the Houston ship a pole dancing zero Fantasy to you, reality to me And yeah, my G-pass is as valid as can be I'm so fresh, a stylist would agree Waving at your girl while she's smiling back at me like
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Drake brags about his ego over a Boi-1da beat, which samples the melody of Tom’s Diner by Suzanne Vega
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