Ignorant Shit Lyrics - Drake

1 [Talking:]

2 Yeah, I appreciate ya patience tonight

3 It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking

4 I find now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet

5 But uh, sometimes you just gotta let it out

6 Young Angel and Young Lion

7 You know what it is, uh

8 [Drake:]

9 Look, I'm the property of October

10 I ain't drive here I got chauferred

11 Bring me champagne flutes,

12 Rose and some shots over

13 I think better when I'm not sober

14 I smoke good ain't no glaucoma

15 I'm a stockholder,

16 Private flights back home no stop over

17 Still spittin' that shit that they shot 'Pac over

18 The shit my mother look shocked over

19 Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of seven

20 A migraine, take two Excedrin

21 I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven

22 And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it second

23 I swear niggas be eyein' me all hard

24 And lyin' to they girls and drivin' the same cars

25 Sittin' there wishin' their problems became ours

26 'Cause we have nothin' in common

27 Since I done became star

28 I done became big swervin' right in to my peer's lane

29 Same dudes that used to holla my engineer's name

30 One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers change

31 An show me the city that I'll without fear claim

32 What I set seems to never extinguish

33 Coolest kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish

34 Count my own money see the paper cut fingers

35 My song is ya girlfriend's wakin' up ringer

36 Heh, or alarm, or whatever

37 She be here at six in the morn' if I let her

38 But I never get attracted to fans

39 'Cause a eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam

40 I always knew that I could figga

41 How to get these label heads to offer 'em good figures

42 And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone nervous 'cause

43 Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood niggas

44 It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the show's over

45 Make pasta rent a movie call hoes over

46 Rest in peace to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"

47 I'll slow roast ya, got no holster

48 Wet glass on ya table nigga no coaster

49 Burn bread everyday boy no toaster

50 G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no smoker

51 They just handin' chips to me nigga no poker

52 I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier

53 My cup runneth over,

54 The same niggas I ball with, I fall with

55 On some Southern drawl shit

56 Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit

57 D.R., C.J, an Po I see y'all

58 These cases don't workout I hope we can agree on

59 Makin' enough to pay any Judge Judy off

60 First thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go

61 [Lil' Wayne:]

62 And I take probation

63 I don't want that T.I. and Vick vacation

64 Private plane, big location

65 I'm goin' to the bank to make a big donation

66 Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt hard

67 And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it

68 But in the meantime you can call me Young Roy

69 Jones Junior fightin' the drugs and gun charge

70 Shit, don't leave me unguarded

71 And I'm a cheese head word to Vince Lombardi

72 Word to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed

73 All that blood like the Red Sea parted

74 My gun go crazy like it's retarded

75 Red light on it like it's recordin'

76 I ain't recordin' I'm jus C4'in

77 My currency foreign

78 We are in a league they aren't

79 Better dig in ya pocket an pay homage

80 Better cover ya eyes ya face fallin'

81 Watch the game from the side I'm play callin'

82 No I didn't say that I'm flawless

83 But I, damn sure don't tarnish

84 My pistol got comments for ya garments

85 I'm so high I can vomit on a comet

86 K Y no homo I'm on it

87 Weezy F. Baby new born bitch

88 You know what they say 'bout when ya palm itch

89 I'm gon' get money money I'm gon' get

90 Young Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit

91 An get that toilet paper quick like when bones spit

92 That's right bitch I'm back on my grown shit

93 That automatic k no ice just chrome shit

94 And ya' boyfriend softer than a foam pit

95 I scream "fuck the world" wit' a long dick

96 Motherfucker I'm me, yeah bitch I'm me

97 You niggas sweet like the pussy in which I eat

98 Fireman burn down ya' entire street

99 So fly I'm a take off when I leap, bye

100 And you can suck my wings

101 Stand on my money headbutt Yao Ming

102 Putcha hand in the oven if ya' touch my things

103 I'm shufflin' the cards 'bout to cut my queens

104 But I ain't the dealer

105 House full of bitches like Tila Tequila

106 Yeah, I'm the man in the mirror

107 My swagger jus screamin' mothafucker do you hear her

108 Drizzy Drake what the lick read?

109 We make magic boy Roy and Sigfreid

110 Whoo! Young Moula baby, yeah