Nice For What – Drake

I wanna know who mothafuckin’ representin’ in here tonightHold on, hold on
I keep lettin’ you back in (lettin’ you back in)How can I, explain myself?
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for meThere for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me (Lil Weezyana shit)Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me (Murda on the beat)Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me (A song for y’all to cut up to, you know?)There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me (yeah)Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for meGive to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Everybody get your mothafuckin’ roll onI know shorty and she doesn’t want no slow songHad a man last year, life goes onHaven’t let that thing loose, girl, in so longYou’ve been inside, know you like to lay lowI’ve been peepin’ what you bringin’ to the tableWorkin’ hard, girl, everything paid forFirst, last phone bill, car note, cableWith your phone out, gotta hit them anglesWith your phone out, snappin’ like you FaboAnd you showin’ off, but it’s alrightAnd you showin’ off, but it’s alright (alright!)It’s a short life, yeah
You said you’d die for me, care for me, care for meYou said you care for me, care for me, care for meSaid you’d be there for me, cry for me, cry for meYou said you’d die for me, give to me, give to meWhy won’t you live for me?
That’s a real one in your reflectionWithout a follow, without a mentionYou really pipin’ up on these niggasYou gotta, be nice for what, to these niggas?I understand
You got a hunnid bandsYou got a baby Benz, you got some bad friendsHigh school pics, you was even bad thenYou ain’t stressin’ off no lover in the past tenseYou already had themWork at 8 A.M., finish ‘round fiveHoes talk down, you don’t see ‘em outsideYeah, they don’t really be the same offlineYou know dark days, you know hard timesDoin’ overtime for the last monthSaturday, call the girls, get ‘em gassed upGotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jumpGotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin’ anglesWith your phone out, snappin’ like you FaboAnd you showin’ off, but it’s alrightAnd you showin’ off, but it’s alrightIt’s a short life
Uh-huh! (Oh yeah!)These hoes! (They hate!)Your boy! (Today!)I may! (Watch the breakdown)
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for meThere for me, there for me, said you’d be there for meCry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for meGive to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make thatGotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make thatGotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gottaGotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump (let’s go)Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)Bend it over, over, over, over, over (Make that jump, jump)Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
That’s a real one in your reflectionWithout a follow, without a mentionYou really pipin’ up on these niggasYou gotta be, nice for what, to these niggas?I understand
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for meThere for me, there for me, said you’d be there for meGive to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d cry for me
Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them anglesIt’s a short lifeCry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for meGive to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?