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Drake – Unforgettable

Drake, Young Jeezy Unforgettable

Release date: June 15, 2010 Genre: Hip-hop, Rap Album: Thank Me Later
Explicit: Yes Duration: 03:34 Label: Young Money, Cash Money, Universal Motown
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Let me know, let me know Ah, let me know Let me know, let me know Uh, yeah This is really one of my dumbest flows ever, I haven't slept in days And me and my latest girl agreed to go our separate ways So I'm single, thinkin' 'bout what we had and missin' you But I ain't Santa, I got somethin' for these bad bitches too I mean paparazzi on me, tryin' not to get caught out They always seem to catch me with the woman that I brought out Baby don't hold on too long cause that's how them stories start out And all the girls that played me eat your motherfuckin' heart out It's Drizzy, always gone but never hard to find And since you can't escape me, do I ever cross your mind? Because all this shit is new to me, I'm learnin' to behave And still spendin' every dollar they encourage me to save But I'm good, I know that niggas would kill for this lifestyle I'm lookin' forward to the memories of right now Never forgettin' from where I came And no matter where I'm headed, I promise to stay the same I'm just I'm just ridin' 'round the city with my hood on and my windows down Ask your girl, I'm the realest nigga she been around When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters And when you get to talkin' 'bout the greatest I just really hope that (I just really hope that you'll think of me) I just really hope that (You'll think of me) I just really hope that (You'll think of me) I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang (Cause I'm tryna be unforgettable) This just might be my realest flow ever When I say, "For life, " y'all say, "Forever." It's hard but it's fair, I told that girl, "Life hurts." The closest you're gon' get to this is a Pac T-shirt The name's Young baby, you know I live that thug life The good die young so I'ma need a thug wife Yeah, I'm talkin' his and her firearms Know our jewelry probably louder than a car alarm Yeah, I remember I used to have to sneak the car Now my insides looking like a Snickers bar Yeah, I'm talking caramel leathers Damn right, so fly I need feathers Same shit in them streets, so what's the dilly? Young done everything in the A but fuck Chilli So welcome to my life: no two days the same Like for y'all to meet the love of my life, her name's the game I'm just ridin' 'round the city with my hood on and my windows down Ask your girl, I'm the realest nigga she been around When I pull up in something new and park it by the haters And when you get to talkin' 'bout the greatest I just really hope that (I just really hope that you'll think of me) I just really hope that (You'll think of me) I just really hope that (You'll think of me) I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang (Cause I'm tryna be unforgettable) Got my top dropped on this beautiful night It's a beautiful night to live my beautiful life Pain hurts like a cut from a beautiful knife Just know she right here on my hip, my beautiful wife Yeah, Drizzy we got 'em lil brah, unforgettable You'll never forget this, ya understand me? Timeless homie, unforgettable Let me know, let me know

Drake is a distinct artist in that he both raps and sings, and this song is his cleverly-worded tribute to the R&B genre, with emphasis on how great songs are continuously remade and never die, and hence, are “unforgettable.”

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