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 - Composers:
 - Aubrey Graham
 - Shawn Carter
 - Anthony Mcintire
 - Noah Shebib
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - jay z
 - light
 - rap
 
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Drake - Light Up lyrics
[Verse 1: Drake]
 Ive been up for 4 days
 Getting money both ways
 Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades
 Rolex's, chauffeurs, and low fades
 I keep thinking how young can you die from old age
 The always tell me no one is working as hard as you
 And even though I laugh it off man its probably true
 Cuz while all of my closest friends out partying
 I'm just here making all the music that they party too
 But party on, party on, all night nigga
 I got these new rappers nervous prom night nigga
 I grow tired of these fucking grown man liars
 Story tellers, they aint even need a camp fire
 Uhh, but I just wanna tell the truth
 Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot
 This sh-t feel like when fredro star was a sunset park
 stunting hard in his yellow goose
 Ya, and I'ma motherfucking missed target
 But a target none the less, and I just started
 Was that directed at Moi?
 Cant be, they must be talking to themselves Hov, hands free
 Yeah, and I'm just filling up this daily planner
 Getting busy cuz I'm a star, no spangled banner
 Jealous dudes get to talking in their music
 And I just say I wrote it for yo girlfriends Kelsey Grammar
 Yah, that's what life becomes when you doing you
 Welcome to Hollywood don't let this town ruin you
 And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you
 Just know that she gon tell another nigga when she through with you
 Don't get impatient when it takes to long
 And drink it all even when it taste too strong yeah
 I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me
 Promise to always give you me, the real me
 [Chorus]
 Who would have thought
 I'd be caught in this life?
 Let's celebrate with a toast
 And get lost in tonight
 And make it all light up
 (Hey, Guru, tell homegirl to go to open that Ace right there),
 Wait until the sun goes down
 We gon' make this bitch light up
 Even when the sun goes down
 I'm gon' make this go
 [Verse 2: Jay-Z]
 OWWWWWWW, Hov turning heads like OWLSSSSS
 Im the man of the hour
 Triple entendre don't even ask me how
 Con-Edison Flo I'm connected to a high power
 Bright lights will make your whole city light up
 A trillion watt light bulb when I'm in the night club
 I just landed in that G-450,
 caught the mayweather fight cuz his satellite was crispy
 Uhh, yall can miss me with the money talk
 The smart moneys on Hov, f-ck what the dummys talk
 I don't do to much blogging,
 I just run the town, I don't do to much jogging
 I aint gotta scar yet, you fucking round with me 
 and my dogs is far fetched
 Drake, heres how they gon come at you
 With silly rap feuds trying to distract you
 In disguise in the form of a favor
 The Barzini meeting, watch for the traitors
 Uhh, and I've seen it all done it all
 That's why none of these dum dums could done him offDrake - Light Up - http://motolyrics.com/drake/light-up-lyrics.html
 The summers ours, the winter too
 Top down in the winter, that's what winners do
 And to these niggas I'm like windows 7
 You let em tell it they swear that they invented you
 And since no good deed go unpunished
 I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was
 I once was, cool as the fonz was,
 But these bright lights turned me to a monster
 Sorry mama I'm promised they wouldn't change me,
 But I woulda went insane, had I remain the same ME
 Fuck niggas, bitches too
 All I got is this money, this will do
 [Chorus]
 Who would have thought
 I'd be caught in this life?
 Let's celebrate with a toast
 And get lost in tonight
 And make it all light up
 (Hey, Guru, tell hom' to go to open that Ace right there),
 Wait until the sun goes down
 We gon' make this bitch light up
 Even when the sun goes down
 I'm gon' make this go
 [Lil Wayne]
 Hate is temporary love is necessary
 I went from eatin pussy to eatin commissary
 Damn I am? the sickest I need therapy
 You can buy the answers but you cant afford to question me
 First off I dont need you second guessin me
 Jail is like third base I'm comin? home eventually
 Still got shooters like hot tubs
 Mayne I'm anemic still got bloods
 I'm in my cell readin fan mail wish I was Amsterdam sippin amstel
 Thinking bout all of that pussy I cant smell
 Mayne they did me wrong I feel like nelson mandel ugh 
 I shine too hard and my lamp is shelved
 But my name still ringin, alexander grahm bells
 I know you? met damn cause you know damn well that
 I still got you open open like a clam shell
 Yeahh still fly on my hawk shit, my conversation stinks cause I talk shit
 Stay in your lane you on that double park shit
 We eatin at the top get a spoon and a fork lift
 I got raps wrapped up like a gift
 And id be over if it was a spliff
 ?I'm feelin like elvis jailhouse rock
 I'm not tupac I'm the new pac
 Behind bars but the bars dont stop 
 Recordin over the phone hope the call dont drop
 Drizzy dot the ball I know the ball wont drop
 And I pray none of my kids ever wanna be cops
 Young money get em young money got em
 The boss got his feet up vacation on a island
 Yea and tell yah girl to send a kite up 
 Cuz even if you dont smoke muhfucka you gone have to light up 
 [Lil Wayne talking]
 Nigga... nigga... nigga... nigga
 Eh ha ha haaa
 (you got that shit)
 Three uppa
 Yeahehh
 You need me to do it again or sumn or you got me mayne
 (mayne nigga got that blood)
 You got that alright bet bet bet bet bet bet bet bet
 bet bet when I when I can expect to hear that mayne??













