| Song | Juice |
| Artist | Drake |
| Album | Born Successful |
| Drake: | |
| Yeh, ah . . . ah | |
| Boi-1da! . Drizzy! | |
| Ahah.Uh | |
| Yall don't really like me | |
| I can understand | |
| My flow is sitting right inside da pocket on my pants | |
| I'm still fly, you can't float | |
| Run this shit, Usain Bolt | |
| I write your favorite records, aah, you sing ghost | |
| 20 thousand for a verse, is our routine quote | |
| I'm getting rich, aah , you staying broke | |
| Chilling if even if I'm in a goose down coat | |
| I cant see you through the Mosley Tribes | |
| So i don't even flinch when you throw me high fives | |
| They try to measure up, but there's no one my size | |
| Whatever 40 smokin bout to low my eyes | |
| Beast mode on them, I never take a night off | |
| Every single thing a nigga purchase is a write-off | |
| Grounded as the one way pavement am taking flight off | |
| Baby go ahead and cut the light off | |
| Cuz It's about to go. | |
| BEAT PLAYS | |
| I hear my phone ringing when ya call | |
| I aint picking up or entertaining them at all | |
| Got your girl face down, banging on the wall | |
| While you and all your homeboys hang at Lenox Mall | |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm | |
| I cannot relate | |
| Riding with some tags that a got from out-of-state | |
| Riding with a swag that a got from outer space | |
| Just show me who's the hottest imma knock him out his place | |
| Call me homicide drizzy, about to kill your ego | |
| I'm about ma green, puffin goody like I�m celo | |
| You can go and take a glance at your hero | |
| While the Houston ship a pole dancing zero | |
| Fantasy to you, reality to me | |
| And yeah ma g-pass is as valid as can be | |
| I'm, I'm so fresh, a stylist would agree | |
| Waving at your girl | |
| While she's smiling back at me like. | |
| BEAT PLAYS |
| Drake: | |
| Yeh, ah . . . ah | |
| Boi1da! . Drizzy! | |
| Ahah. Uh | |
| Yall don' t really like me | |
| I can understand | |
| My flow is sitting right inside da pocket on my pants | |
| I' m still fly, you can' t float | |
| Run this shit, Usain Bolt | |
| I write your favorite records, aah, you sing ghost | |
| 20 thousand for a verse, is our routine quote | |
| I' m getting rich, aah , you staying broke | |
| Chilling if even if I' m in a goose down coat | |
| I cant see you through the Mosley Tribes | |
| So i don' t even flinch when you throw me high fives | |
| They try to measure up, but there' s no one my size | |
| Whatever 40 smokin bout to low my eyes | |
| Beast mode on them, I never take a night off | |
| Every single thing a nigga purchase is a writeoff | |
| Grounded as the one way pavement am taking flight off | |
| Baby go ahead and cut the light off | |
| Cuz It' s about to go. | |
| BEAT PLAYS | |
| I hear my phone ringing when ya call | |
| I aint picking up or entertaining them at all | |
| Got your girl face down, banging on the wall | |
| While you and all your homeboys hang at Lenox Mall | |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm | |
| I cannot relate | |
| Riding with some tags that a got from outofstate | |
| Riding with a swag that a got from outer space | |
| Just show me who' s the hottest imma knock him out his place | |
| Call me homicide drizzy, about to kill your ego | |
| I' m about ma green, puffin goody like I m celo | |
| You can go and take a glance at your hero | |
| While the Houston ship a pole dancing zero | |
| Fantasy to you, reality to me | |
| And yeah ma gpass is as valid as can be | |
| I' m, I' m so fresh, a stylist would agree | |
| Waving at your girl | |
| While she' s smiling back at me like. | |
| BEAT PLAYS |