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[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Girl, this summer, you'll be looking for (Yeah) You'll be looking for me while I'm riding in That brand new whip you wanted (Ooh, yeah yeah) All I ever asked for was patience (That's all I ever asked and you know it) Patience and pussy but mostly patience (Yeah, yeah, 'cause you gon' use it anyway) Swear I used to keep you faded Now you're waiting for something better But girl, what's better than this? (Ooh) We were supposed to do big things (Do big things) Now you're waiting for something better But girl, what's better than this? [Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Popping champagne over here Girl, it ain't a thang over here Throwing money fast over here Blowing all this cash over here (Yeah) Popping champagne over here (Oh yeah) Girl, it ain't a thang over here (Oh yeah) Throwing money fast over here (Oh yeah) Blowing all this cash over here (Oh yeah) On this side [Verse 2: Drake] Me and my niggas bucking head first You supposed to be there when my head hurt Used to be going out hardly, now we wanna party Celebration on me, well, what's up? Pay homage, I roll through the city like young Sheikh Mohammed It can't be that hard to find us Go to Jungle, pick up my Ethiopian goddess That's when words spread, a Bugatti is in the projects The boy home, used to take the bus to the block Now summertime whips come through and bust up the block I remember seeing Nikk's having to bust up a block And sell the work right to hush, y'all niggas must have forgot But I was there Nas don shit, a couple things sit on my conscience With that said, look at all we accomplished Yeah, sure this ain't Compton, but this ain't a fairytale land neither We all lost mad people, the city wild They gave the task to a purposeful child Verses start to get a little more personal now But tha's 'cause everybody else sound is so played out, though Oliver North in the cut Dolce'd out, though A thousand dollar bottle it get poured straight out, though I'm screaming OVO on the whole way out, though I'm back, boy, for real, I'm that boy, for real I got hits, nigga, you just a batboy, for real Backwoods get peeled, I smoke away all the tears Nothing was the same, man, including y'all careers The new Cash Money, the new Roc-A-Fella Bunch of young rich niggas, turn around if you jealous, boy [Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Popping champagne over here Girl, it ain't a thang over here Throwing money fast over here Blowing all this cash over here Popping champagne over here (One time) Girl, it ain't a thang over here (Two time) Throwing money fast over here Blowing all this cash over here On this side