🎵 DRONES. (LUST. Original) // by Kendrick Lamar

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1 ContributorDRONES. (LUST. Original) Lyrics [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I need some water Something came over me Way too hot to simmer down, might as well overheat Too close to comfort As blood rush my favorite vein Heartbeat racing like a junkie's I just need you to want me Am I asking too much? Let me put the head in Ooh, I don't want more than that; girl, I respect the cat I promise, just a touch Let me put the head in If it's okay; she said, "It's okay" [Interlude: Kendrick Lamar & RAT BOY] Yeah, I need everybody's motherfuckin' hands up right now I need everybody's motherfuckin'— Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the firе exit, no time for battles Wеll I, I never expected This that new shit This that new, new shit [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Wake up in the mornin', thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch Don't go to work today, cop you a fit Or maybe some kicks and make you— [Break: RAT BOY] Door and his Nike Air Rattles Rush the fire exit, no time for battles Well I, I never expected [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout money, kick your feet up Watch you a comedy—hol' up Wake up in the mornin', thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don't go to work today Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it work today Hang with the homies, stunt on your baby mama Sip some lean, go get a pistol, shoot out the window Bet your favorite team, play you some Madden Go to the club or your mama house Whatever you doing, just make it count (I need some water) Wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout money, kick your feet up Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your weave up Touch on yourself, call up your nigga, tell him he ain't shit Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make it pay your rent Hop on the 'Gram, flex on the bitches that be hatin' on you Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have 'em waitin' on you Go to the club, have you some fun, make that ass bounce It's whatever, just make it count [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I need some water Something came over me Way too hot to simmer down, might as well overheat Too close to comfort As blood rush my favorite vein Heartbeat racing like a junkie's I just need you to want me Am I asking too much? Let me put the head in Ooh, I don't want more than that; girl, I respect the cat I promise, just a touch Let me put the head in If it's okay; she said, "It's okay" [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] I wake in the morning, my head spinning from the last night Both in a trance, feelings are dead—what a fast life Manager called, the lobby call is 11:30 Did this before, promised myself I'd be a hour early Room full of clothes, bag full of money: call it loose change Fumbled my jewelry, 100K, I lost a new chain Hop on the bird, hit the next city for another M Take me a nap then do it again We all woke up, tryna tune to the daily news Looking for confirmation, hoping election wasn't true All of us worried, all of us buried, in our feelings deep None of us married to his proposal, make us feel cheap Stale and sad, distraught and mad, tell the neighbor 'bout it— Bet they agree, parade the streets with your voice proudly Time passing, things change Reverting back to our daily programs, stuck in our ways Drones [Interlude: Samuel L. Jackson] Oh, you motherfuckers, it's drones Remote controlled bitches Continuing to eat, sleep, shit and fuck [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] I need some water Something came over me Way too hot to simmer down, might as well overheat Too close to comfort As blood rush my favorite vein Heartbeat racing like a junkie's I just need you to want me Am I asking too much? Let me put the head in Ooh, I don't want more than that; girl, I respect the cat I promise, just a touch Let me put the head in If it's okay; she said, "It's okay"
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