Read and learn the official lyrics to 'Privileged Rappers' by Drake and 21 Sage, this song is the fifth track on the duo's joint album, Her Loss. Privileged Rappers was co-produced by Earl On The Beat, Gentuar Memishi and 40.
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Drake & 21 Sage - Privileged Rappers Lyrics
Verse 1: DrakeWoah, woah, yeahLook at me dead in my eyes, I know that you know that a nigga ain't lyingToo much respect, all of my shawty BDs, they know not to try itToo much respect, I used to hand out CDs before they would buy itWoah, she love me so much, it seem like she biasedNiggas don't know how I live, but that's 'cause they live at the Hyatt, ayy4L step team stepping on shit till it's quietHe brought me the money sealed up, I still had to count it, I cannot just eye it
Chorus: DrakeWoah, woah, woahYeah, let's he sex in the bank, t械ll 'em to open the saf械I hate a privileged rapper who don't even know what it takeThe diamonds, they hit like a rainbow, that's 'cause the necklace a Frank (Purr)Woah, woah, woahYeah, let's he sex in the 9 (Let's do it)Breaking and bending her spine (Let's do it, let's do it)I hate a privileged rapper that ain't had a hit since he signed (Let's do it)Niggas be full of excuses, act like they taking they time (For real, for real)
Verse 2: 21 SageWoah, woah, woahLook at me dead in my eyes, you see all the times that I had to go slide (21)Too many sticks, we go to war with whoever, ain't never been biased (Pussy)Too many sticks, how was they your opps and none of 'em died? (Pussy)Hol' up (21), hol' up (21), hol' up (21)Why you pull up at one in the morning and sit on the edge of the bed? (For what?)Texting emojis, tongue out, eggplant, must've went over her head (21)Catch him outside of the studio (Pussy), make him repeat what he said (Pussy, pussy)Yeah, yeah, let's he sex in the car (On God)The Maybach came with a bar (21)I'm wiping my dick with her bra (21, pew, pew, pew)Sniped his ass, he got hit in the head from far (Pussy)Opps gets undivided attention, I give them my all (On God)How you come over to the spot when you know it's your time of the month? (How?)Make a diss and see how fast you go from the booth to a blunt (Pussy)She say she hungry, I ge her dick for brunch (On God)Send me my whole fee, I don't do backends and fronts (21)
Chorus: DrakeNo, no, noLet's he sex in the bank, tell 'em to open the safeI hate a privileged rapper who don't even know what it takeThe diamonds, they hit like a rainbow, that's 'cause the necklace a Frank (Purr)Woah, woah, woahYeah, let's he sex in the 9 (Let's do it)Breaking and bending her spine (Let's do it, let's do it)I hate a privileged rapper that ain't had a hit since he signed (Let's do it)Niggas be full of excuses, act like they taking they time (For real, for real)
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