Correction Lyrics Nikki Beach by Drake

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Ayo, Game, we goin' to Colombia
Mexico, Brazil, Argentina, D.R., Puerto Rico, Cuba
(Another one, another one)
You know what it is
When you hear that, "Haan"
Montana, Chuck, chill out, skrrt

Pour two shots back in my cup
I'm litty, she litty, and we anticipatin' one hard f**k
I'm lit just like the leaf that's rollin' my marijuana
And what's in my cup, it just won't stay in my cup, oh

Might be too much, way too sexy, work it for me
Stroke it, stroke it too fast, since you met me
I've been callin', callin' you up
Ooh, you know the way I get down
Callin' your bluff, girl, come sex me, yeah

Blancilo, landin' in the heelo'
Scuff the Yeezy Slides, Adidas, adios
No, we ain't in Vegas, no, we ain't in Rio
This brick inside the Phantom got me feelin' like a kilo
Three b***ons opеn (B***ons open), on the Fendi (On thе Fendi)
Got me feelin' like a scene in Casino
She know, where we go, it's no WiFi
Get off the Gram, leave the filter, tell 'em both, "Bye, bye"
I put the gram with the filter, now we both sky high
Somewhere where they doin' Muay-Thai, sippin' Mai Tais
And my ties is to the city that stole air from Biggie
So I'm pouron' Deleon like I'm Diddy, who you with?
Champagne rain, we ain't toastin' (We ain't toastin')
When we catch a wave, it's Frank Ocean (Frank Ocean)
We international, French open
French dip, French manicures, French smokin' (Haan)
Pour two shots back in my cup
I'm litty, she litty, and we anticipatin' one hard f**k
I'm lit just like the leaf that's rollin' my marijuana
And what's in my cup, it just won't stay in my cup, oh (Montana, ayy)

Push the envelope ('Lope), drink and the smoke (Smoke)
Got the club jumpin' like Earl Manigault ('Gault)
I ran the compet**ion, I done ran a hundred laps (Ah)
Be my Ari, I'ma hit you with the money bags (Woo)
Locks in the streets (Street), lot chemistry ('Stry)
Block energy ('Gy), Ciroc, Hennessy ('Sy)
She wanna change her last name for the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
'Cause I wrote her name with a million on the floor (Cash)
F**k the internet ('Net), we really livin' that (That)
Pink slippin' that (That), take the rental back (Back)
Drop automatic ('Matic), really cinematic ('Matic)
Social distance on a yacht, can't drop the addy (Woo)
Snipe your favorite actress and keep it super low (Low)
Me and Game on an island, watchin' the Super Bowl (Haan)
Love changes, city of angels
No love like new love, f**kin' like Strangers (Haan)
Montana

Pour two shots back in my cup
I'm litty, she litty, and we anticipatin' one hard f**k
I'm lit just like the leaf that's rollin' my marijuana
And what's in my cup, it just won't stay in my cup, oh
Might be too much, way too sexy, work it for me
Stroke it, stroke it too fast, since you met me
I've been callin', callin' you up
Ooh, you know the way I get down
Callin' your bluff, girl, come sex me, yeah

Ayo, Game, they ain't believe in us
God did

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