Drake - That's How You Feel Lyrics
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    That's How You Feel

    [Intro: Drake]
    Yeah, woo

    [Verse 1: Drake]
    I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways
    Way that you lookin' all the time
    Time gets to tickin' and it takes a toll
    Told you I couldn't really draw the line
    Line ringin', sayin' that you told him things
    Things that you could've kept inside
    Sidetrackin' me when I was good to you
    You were somebody I would stand behind

    [Chorus: Drake]
    I know you like to drink 'til the sun up
    Grind 'til you come up
    Work all winter, shine all summer
    Ride for your brother
    You die for your mother
    Keep that shit a hunna
    I know you wanna
    Vacay to a place where you could
    Take pictures, post on Insta
    Your friends say they miss ya
    But they don't really miss ya

    [Refrain: Nicki Minaj & (DJ Boof)]
    Rule number one, to be a boss-ass bitch (Uh-huh)
    Never let a clown nigga try to play you (Okay)
    If he play you, then rule number two (Okay)
    Is fuck his best friends and make 'em yes men (Okay)
    And– (Wow, that's how you feel?)

    [Verse 2: Drake]
    I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways
    Way that you lookin' all the time
    Time, it done left you with a broken heart
    Hardly excuses how you play with mine
    Mindin' my business and you show up
    Up to no good, I should've seen the signs
    Signin' me up to do your dirty work
    Workin' to try and get you off my mind

    [Chorus: Drake]
    I know you like to drink 'til the sun up
    Grind 'til you come up
    Work all winter, shine all summer
    Ride for your brother
    You die for your mother
    Keep that shit a hunna
    I know you wanna
    Vacay to a place where you could
    Take pictures, post on Insta
    Your friends say they miss ya
    But they don't really miss ya

    [Outro: Nicki Minaj & (DJ Boof)]
    What the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga?! Custom down?!
    What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot?! Bust me down?!
    You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?!
    Now you all up in my…'cause you wanna be down?! (Okay)
    (Wow, that's how you feel?)

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