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Thursday, October 14, 2010

Drake's Verse on Ashton Martin Music Broken Down




I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta

(Augusta is in Atlanta, where a pimp made a car sales video)
Who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned, bitches, what's up witch?
(He’s fresher than that a pimp from Augusta, Georgia in that Car Sales video)
I hate calling' the women bitches, but the bitches love it
(Don’t want to be disrespectful to women but, the women he’s attracted to, love it)
I took some sense and made a nickel of it
(He knew he could rhyme and sing, so it make sense, that he become a rapper/singer and make money off his talent)
I'm urging' all daughters to kiss they mothers
With those lips that all that lipstick covers
You're never too grown up to miss and hug her
(Even though your grown up, just make sure; you keep humble, and keep in touch wit moms)
And girls counting' on me to be there like missing' rubbers
I'm on some Marvin Gaye shit, a bunch of distant lovers
(Girls wish he would impregnate them, but he’s just gonna hit & quit, and they gonna be so mad)
This isn’t the life that I'm used to
Reintroduced to people I've been introduced to
Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me
And fear that I won't remember, I wish you could still accept me for me
( He’s in a new world, where people are fake and plastic, but still he wants the people he knew before the fame, that he’s the same guy, and don’t think he’s forgotten about them, and when you see him, just say what’s up)
I miss Memphis, Tennessee, my cousins, my dad
The simplistic beauty that all of them Southerners have
(Just wish sometimes he could be just plain Aubrey in Memphis drinking tea)
I'm halfway across the world with dozens of bags
In one nigga, amazing shit
Feeling' like all four members of Color Me Badd
(He’s in maybe, Paris, buying a lot of stuff, and since he’s mixed, he feels like he’s all of color me badd, at once, while still buying just as much they would together)
I got that Courtney Love for you, that crazy shit
(Courtney love had a song called Love Crazy)
I don't drink every bottle I own, I be aging' shit
( He’s more into the value of things, than merely indulging)
And I got them wedding ring flows, that engaging' shit
( His flow gets people attention pretty good, so good people feel a special relationship with his words)
Which one of y'all got fleets on your key chains? The seats for these Heat games?
I really think you stare at yourself and you see things
( Most people lie about how much they making, and he’s really getting money, so everybody else is just imagining)
La Familia, I've been inducted and instructed
To stunt on these niggas we don't really fuck wit
Fuck is up?
( He got street ties, and they gave him the green light to go hard, and if somebody want to have beef, he’s ready, to call on the goons)
Having' lunch and debating' Ferrari prices
23 and going' through a midlife crisis
( He’s not even the regular guy, he’s beyond his years with wealth)
But trust me, I still deliver like a midwife
And no, I'm not saying' I'm the nicest, I just live like it
( Even though, he’s having success, he can still get raw with the flows)
Uh, it take a certain type of man to teach
To be far from hood, but to understand the streets
( He’s street smart and book smart, without growing up in the hood, but people in the hood can still accept him, and that’s a special attribute)
I never threw away that paper with my Grammy speech
Because I haven't hit the pinnacles I plan to reach
Yeah, you got to own it if you want it
(He lost in his Grammy category, but he’s still believe he can still accomplish it, and failing is part of the game, its about how you get back up)
Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment
And, baby, I'll never forget none of that
Girl, I told you I was coming back
(He seen some girl from back in the day that he used to kick it with, now they are messing around, and he promised her he was gonna come back one day to her)

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