Текст песни Detail — 305 to My City

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[Intro:]
Drop down, drop, drop.
Shit is real out here.
Drop down, drop, drop,
Drop down, drop, drop, get it, get it.
Drop down, drop-drop.

[Chorus:]
[Detail:]
Ooh, 305 to my city,
I get it, I get it,
I get it, I get it,
I swear that I get it.
I get it, I get it.
We did it, we did it,
We did it, we did it,
We so far from finished,
I brought you right back just so we can relive it.
[Drake:]
I get it, I get it,
I get it, I get it,
Your hustle don't ever go unnoticed, baby,
I'm with you I'm with it.
I get it, I get it,
I get it, I get it,
I get it, I get it.

[Verse 1: Drake]
They don't work hard as you, damn, that's so crazy,
At the end of the night when you count, numbers don't lie to my baby,
Locker room full of money, girl, you just did it,
I get it, I get it, man, fuck all that talkin', take shots to the kidney.
Down payment on the Jaguar, your roommate got credit,
Twelve months on the lease, that's a come up, baby, don't you ever forget it.
Connections are heavy, every real nigga they fuck with you,
Nails chipped out in diamonds, you sparkle but fuck, man, the spark ain't enough for you.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Drake]
Tonight was your night, go get you some lobsters and shrimp,
You smart and you know it, I get it, I get it you outdo these pimps.
I hope you don't fall, that's you on the top of the ceiling,
Don't you ever forget ‘bout your story, I get it, you did it, you did it.
Got a link on the champagne, your best friend is bartendin',
Your parents sayin' this another phase in your life,
They can't wait until it's all finished.
Shine on them hoes, let ‘em know that you run shit.
I get it, I get it, I'm workin' too hard let's get into some fun shit.
281 to my city, heard you had trouble at customs,
Your girl got a DUI, I'll make the calls to get y'all through customs,
Tell your best friend, «Girl, get your paperwork right».
I get it, I get it, what's up for the night?

[Chorus]

[Outro: Drake]
Your momma used to live at the church on Sunday,
You just go to LIV after church on Sunday.
Oh Lord, oh Lord, we're not in Kansas anymore,
We're not in Kansas anymore.

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