Текст и слова песни Drake – Lust For Life
I'm tryin' to do it all tonight,
I got plans,
I got a certain lust for life,
And as it stands,
Everything is going as right,
As it can,
They tryin' to shoot down my flight,
Before it lands,
Before it lands
But you could miss me with all that,
Diss me then crawl back,
I really wish ya'll would fall back,
But gettin' rich suppose to solve that,
And these days women make offers and who the hell am I to say,
No no no,
My ex sendin' late night text cause she dont know how to let,
Go go go
Uh, She in love,
And as for the pretty light skinned models standin' in the cold ah yea they with us,
Let them girls in for a drink,
And I'm all in they ear,
Saying she should be the one I see,
Every time that I'm here but when am I really even here ?
Black surburban wit' the tent on it,
Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it,
The game got these old hand prints on it,
But I'ma be the one to pour cement on it,
Uh, and start over,
And show up in a Mars yellow tux,
I don't really give a fuck,
And we only getting older,
So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past,
It's funny when you comin' in first but you hope that you last,
You just hope that it last,
that it last,
that it last,
that it last,
that it last
......
......
......
......
Throw your ones up in the air,
Throw your ones up in the air for her,
Oh oh, throw your ones up in the air,
Throw your ones up...
I got plans,
I got a certain lust for life,
And as it stands,
Everything is going as right,
As it can,
They tryin' to shoot down my flight,
Before it lands,
Before it lands
But you could miss me with all that,
Diss me then crawl back,
I really wish ya'll would fall back,
But gettin' rich suppose to solve that,
And these days women make offers and who the hell am I to say,
No no no,
My ex sendin' late night text cause she dont know how to let,
Go go go
Uh, She in love,
And as for the pretty light skinned models standin' in the cold ah yea they with us,
Let them girls in for a drink,
And I'm all in they ear,
Saying she should be the one I see,
Every time that I'm here but when am I really even here ?
Black surburban wit' the tent on it,
Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it,
The game got these old hand prints on it,
But I'ma be the one to pour cement on it,
Uh, and start over,
And show up in a Mars yellow tux,
I don't really give a fuck,
And we only getting older,
So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past,
It's funny when you comin' in first but you hope that you last,
You just hope that it last,
that it last,
that it last,
that it last,
that it last
......
......
......
......
Throw your ones up in the air,
Throw your ones up in the air for her,
Oh oh, throw your ones up in the air,
Throw your ones up...
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