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DRAKE - OWN IT (slowed + reverb)

SOUNDCLOUD |   / giuliano_100   INSTAGRAM |   / giulian0_   _____________________________________________________ LYRICS: [Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Own it It's yours It's yours [Verse 1: Drake] Yours... You're still the one that I adore Ain't much out there to have feelings for Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Yours A few bottles on the table, a few waters It ain't a secret, baby, everybody saw us Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? It's yours Next time we fuck, I don't wanna fuck, I wanna make love Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standin' for you And next time I spend I want it all to be for you Peakin', I'm peakin' Wake up with me this weekend, we can, oh Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? It's yours [Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said Go own that shit, own that shit, own that shit, own that shit Go and own that shit, own that shit, own that shit, you own that shit, go and Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said Go own that shit, own that shit, own that shit, own that shit Go and own that shit, own that shit, own that shit, you own that shit, go and [Verse 2: Drake] Niggas talk more than bitches these days Just let that shit sink in, ha! Niggas talk more than bitches these days Who could get the pussy quicker these days Still straight with the weed and the liquor these days Cause the new drugs got the kids trippin' these days Bunch of journalists been searchin' for a story My ex-girl been searchin' for a "sorry" Couple bitches tryna have me on the Maury Like nigga it's yours, you should be supportin' But where you been at? On tour, gettin' money Y'all don't even really check for me You ain't even hit me when that nigga had threats for me, girl You don't love me, you just say that shit to get to me, girl Cause you got the Batphone and my workline, you should call When the last time you did somethin' for the first time? You done done it all I swear to God, niggas talk more than bitches these days Got you thinkin' that I'm different these days Broken telephone for every single conversation By the time it gets to you, shit switches these days It's yours, it's yours, it's yours, it's... it's always gonna be yours [Outro: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, own it, I said Go own that shit, it's yours, it's yours, own it, own it, own it, own it Own it, baby, own it, it's yours, own that shit, own that shit, own that shit