เนื้อเพลง Dreams Money Can Buy - Drake

[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)

[Verse 1]
I got car money, fresh start money
I want Saudi money, I want art money
I want women to cry and pour out they heart for me
And tell me how much they hate it when they apart from me
Yeah, and lately I do b*tches the meanest
Tell 'em I love 'em and don't ever mean it
We go on dates, I send the Maybach out in neighborhoods, they never seen it
That sh*t is dangerous, but it's so convenient, I ain't lying
Yeah, and comfortable I sit
That manual Ferrari Italia, some fly sh*t
It's sitting at the house like I bought it in '96
'Cause honestly I'm too f*cking busy to drive stick
I swear, too f*cking busy, too busy f*ckin'
This n*gga girl, but to me she wasn't
Been hot before they open doors for me, pre-heated oven
I'm in this ho, but I ain't finished though
It's been a minute though
My newest girl from back home got issues with parents
And some charges, how the f*ck can I get her to Paris?
Luckily, I'm the greatest my country's ever seen
So chances are I get the border to issue me clearance
Dreams Money Can Buy
Everybody yelled "Surprise," I wasn't surprised
That's only 'cause I been waiting on it, n*gga
So f*ck whoever hating on a n*gga, of course

[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)

[Verse 2]
Food from India, she in Charlotte Olympias
We talked music for hours, she never mentioned ya
Can't tell you how much I love when n*ggas think they got it
And I love the fact that line made 'em think about it
YMCMB
These n*ggas make it so hard to be friendly when I know part of it's envy
Tryna fill the shoes, n*gga, so far these are empty
I take 'em off in the house because the throw carpets are Fendi
Ooh, I never seen the car you claim to drive
Well, sh*t, I seen it, you just ain't inside
And I feel like lately, it went from top five to remaining five
My favorite rappers either lost it or they ain't alive
And they tryna bring us down, me, Weezy, and Stunna
We stayed up, Christmas lights in the middle of summer
And if the girl standing next to me got a fat ass
Then I'll probably give her my number
Yeah, I throw my dollars up high
And they land on the stage you dance on
We got company coming over
Would it kill you to put some pants on?
Dreams money can buy
They told me it's like a high, and it wasn't a lie, yeah
Just have some good p*ssy waiting on a n*gga
And f*ck whoever hating on a n*gga
Aw, yeah

[Chorus]
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me (Don't)

[Outro]
Don't
Don't f*ck with me, don't f*ck with me
Don't