DRAKE


The Real Her Lyrics

1: Drake]
People around you should really have nothing to say
Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done at your way
And the weekends here started it right
Even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
Dying to meet your girlfriends
That you said you might bring
If they're the ones that tell you that you do the right thing

Houston girls, love the way it goes down
Atlanta girls, love the way it goes down
Vegas girls, love the way it goes down

But I gotta say, oh babe, oh babe, why is this so familiar?
Just met her already feel like I know the real her
You must've done this before, this can't be your first time
We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind
You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find
You must've done this before, this can't be your first time

They keep telling me don't save you
If I ignore all that advice
Then something isn't right
Then who will I complain to?
But the weekends here started it right
Even if I only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
You got your guards up, I do too. There's things we might discover
Cause you got a path and I do too, we're perfect for each other

Houston girls, love the way it goes down
Atlanta girls, love the way it goes down
Vegas girls, love the way it goes down

But I gotta say, oh babe, oh babe, why is this so familiar?
Just met her already feel like I know the real her
You must've done this before, this can't be your first time
We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind
You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find
You must've done this before, this can't be your first time

Cause to her I'm just a rapper, and soon she'll have met another
So if tonight's an accident, tomorrow we'll recover
And I know I'm not supposed to judge a book by its cover
I don't wanna be in the blind, but sometimes I Stevie Wonder
About her, and she with it if I'm with it, and I'm with it
I know what makes her smile, but I won't know what makes her different
Or should I just be realistic? Lipstick on the glass
I know this ain't your first, but it's better than your last.
Tunechi

You must've done this before, this can't be your first time
We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind
You got that shit that somebody would look for but won't find
You must've done this before, this can't be your first time

Shower her wit' dolla tips, shawty went and bought a whip
Guarantee the city remember your whole name, you throw that hoe a scholarship
All of them ain't all equipped, and this saddens me, I see the peckin' order
Quote-unquote bad bitches work the whole flo', those that get laughed at sit off in a corner
Like a lab rat, nobody want her, niggas that are married don't wanna go home but
We look up to them, they wish they were us, they want some new trim, we lust for some trust
Now that both of us, are colorblind, 'cause the other side looks greener
Which leaves your turf in a Boise State, can't see a play or the team, 'cause
Everybody has an addiction, mine happens to be you
And those who says they don't, souls will later on say to them "That ain't true"
All of them will have an opinion, but y'all know what y'all can do wit' them
But if you're unsure, I'll take you on tour to a place you can stick that in
Well, sittin' here sad a' hell, listenin' to Adele, I feel ya, baby
"Someone Like You"? More like someone unlike you, or somethin' that's familiar, maybe
And I can tell that she wants a baby, and I can yell, girl, that you're crazy
Aw, what the hell, nope, can't be lazy, please be careful, bitches got the rabies

these lyrics are submitted by BURKUL4

Songwriter(s): Faheem Rasheed Najm, Andre Benjamin, Dwayne Carter
Copyright: Young Money Publishing Inc., Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Chrysalis Music, Universal Music - Z Songs, Nappypub Music, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Wedontplayevenwhenwereplayinsongs LLC
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