Drake shows he supported Meek Mill while he was in jail, and apparently, he decided to break the t-shirt out as a reminder, and throw a little shade in the process. Brandon Jennings had a few things to say about the situation as well. Drake is definitely charged up. Who knows he may start selling them.
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Hi, Its Style By Sheena Here with another OOTD, featuring Music By Drake. I wore a custom jersey with the word Style on the back. I love a white one white look, especially by the pool.
Lyrics to Back To Back
Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again
[Verse]
Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley
You can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message
Back to back like I'm on the cover of Lethal Weapon
Back to back like I'm Jordan '96, '97
Whoa, very important and very pretentious
When I look back I might be mad that I gave this attention
Yeah, but it's weighin' heavy on my conscience
Yeah, and fuck, you left The Boy no options
I wanna see my niggas go insane
You gon' make me step out of my fuckin' frame
You gon' make me buy bottles for Charlamagne
You gon' make me go out of my fuckin' way
I waited four days, nigga, where y'all at?
I drove here in the Wraith playin' AR-AB
I'm not sure what it was that really made y'all mad
But I guess this is what I gotta do to make y'all rap
I mean woah, can't fool the city, man, they know what's up
Second floor at Tootsies, gettin' shoulder rubs
This for y'all to think that I don't write enough
They just mad cause I got the midas touch
You love her, then you gotta give the world to her
Is that a world tour or your girl's tour?
I know that you gotta be a thug for her
This ain't what she meant when she told you to open up more
Yeah, trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers
Yeah, you gettin' bodied by a singin' nigga
I'm not the type of nigga that'll type to niggas
And shout-out to all my boss bitches wifin' niggas
Make sure you hit him with the prenup
Then tell that man to ease up
I did another one, I did another one
You still ain't did shit about the other one
I got the drink in me goin' back to back
Yeah, goin' back to back
I got the drink in me goin' back to back
Yeah, I'm goin' back to back
I don't wanna hear about this ever again
Not even when she tell him that they better as friends
Not even when you sayin', "Drizzy, tell 'em again"
I been puttin' on a show, it was a sell out event
Oh, you need better seatin'
I didn't wanna do it, gave me every reason
The point I'm tryna make is I don't ever need 'em
Seen what you'd do for fame or what you'd do for freedom
Please, check 'em for a wire or a earpiece
Please, please do not let these niggas near me
Please, think before you come for the great one
Please, who's a real nigga and who ain't one?
Please, somebody stop me
I'm talkin' boasy and gwanin wassy
I got the fest in five days and it's my shit
Soon as a nigga hit the stage, they gon'
They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back
Yeah, they want it back to back
They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back
I took a break from Views, now it's back to that, nigga
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Drake is charged up, and unstoppable. On September 12, 2015 you can own your very own OVO air Jordan 10's. Drake told y'all.... I can't wait.... can you?
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Drake and Beyonce have teamed up once more on the leaked track "Can I." The seductive, sparse song sees Drake taking the lead with Beyonce repeating "Can I?" and "baby" throughout. Listen to the track (via Okayplayer) below.
Following the release of his surprise mix tape If You're Reading This It's Too Lateand two weekends at Coachella, Drake has plotted out a number of festival dates and solo shows that will occur throughout the summer and fall, including Governors Ball in June, Washington D.C.'s inaugural Landmark Festival in September andACL Fest in October. In late May, he'll embark on a short Jungle tour with special guest Future.
Drake will also resume two special annual events that he has led in past years. Memorial Day Weekend will see a number of athletes and entertainers participate in charity-driven events — including a celebrity softball game — in Houston for the second annual Houston Appreciation Weekend.
Papoose goes in on Kendrick Lamar and the "King Of NY" crown on this "Control" response. This time, though, Papoose is no holds barred on all rappers.
Tell Kendrick and TDE they need to lay off the PCP Far from the king, this is the city of BDP You'll never be a real west coast artist like Eazy E You a fucking joke, we laugh at you like he he he Y'all probably stick dildoes in each other like Stevie G I mean Stevie J on that sex tape with Eve Little Sean, Big Sean, let me see ID Before you rap why you always say B.I.G.? You ain't Biggie, you can D-I-E Every time I hear you you're getting cornier like your E-Y-E Back when we was slaves they used to cut off our balls Then stuffed it in our mouths, kept us away from the girls Modern day slavery, now they put us in jail A bunch of [?] cells away from the females This wasn't done because the color of our skin This was done cause they never wanted us to be men Kendrick, Kanye, Drake, they all act feminine Wear a lot of clothes you usually see women in So the mainstream America finds in interesting Push 'em up to the forefront, they positioning You never made it cause you bringing lyrics in Singing like a lady, you get away with murder, you George Zimmerman What I'm stating is facts, grams You only blew up cause you contributed to the feminization of the black man Woves on you, time to get rid of these crap rappers Wolfpack on your back, you really a backpacker Kendrick Lamar - where's your last name rap bastard? You got two first names, your mama was ass backwards Always make gun sounds in your songs like ''dew dew dew'' Sounds like a gun out of Star Wars: R2D2 You gassed up, you thought you could just creep upon The MTV interview that TI was freaking on You tried to hug her, she pushed off like ''keep your arm'' I've seen that footage when you got curved by Nia Long Good kid, mad city - you know nothing about the trap On your album cover you sat on another man's lap They looked like the Supreme's, you was Diana Ross Only person in the flip with no shirt - damn it boss But when they molest you did you have your pamper off? Baby bottle right there on the table, that right there was yours A Muslim who eat pork, that's not peace Bust your chopper's head off and put it to the east King of New York, why you ain't say you the king of LA? You from Compton, scared to death from them ese's Real bloods, real crips - MS13's Mexican mafia, what about them boys from Queens? They gon' bust and pull it hard right on Southern Boulevard Staten Island catch a homo, get thrown off the [?] Bronx lay your pussy down, do more than just Boogie Down Harlem [?], get their Bumpy Johnsonn off You know about Brooklyn, they gon' bang my G And they only let you live cause you came with me Jay Z co-signed you, you was given the torch Now you think you Big Meech, you must listen to Ross Catch you slipping in the city, no permission to floss Kiss your jewelry goodbye, put your lips on the cross I represent the lowlives, do the shit for New York That's why the little man on my shirt sit on the horse This rap shit gon' be the death of me, I'm driven with [?] I'd rather die with a victory than live with a loss That little bitch you fucking told me, why she missing your calls She said your dick is so little that you piss on your balls Man, your shit sound [?], I'm loading shots in the Uzi No fingerprints, I'll wipe 'em down like Lil' Boosie He think it's all good cause Biggie made Juicy But he should listen to ''Who Shot Ya?'', we bang toolies Even back then we had hammers under them [?] Goonies in front of the corner stores smoking them loosies Strip you to your socks, I bet you we got a [?] My bullet hit his dead and his [?] come out his booty 'Bout to make a movie on goolie, we keep it Gucci Bullets in the chamber like judge Matheson Judy
In a recent interview Tatyana Ali was quoted saying that if she were on a reality show it would be called, “Dirty Laundry,” or “I Love Drake!” — in which I stalk him on tour and try to make him realize we’re meant to be together.” She then added, “God, I love his voice.”
Maybe Tatyana Ali will inspire some new music from Drake and get her name mentioned in a song.
