Drake – Miss Me (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Miss Me

Drake (feat. Lil Wayne)

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"Miss Me." - Drake (feat. Lil Wayne)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:24 pm

Album: Thank Me Later

Track No: 11

I said tell me what's really goin' on
Drizzy back up in this thing, I'm ready
What's happenin'?
Gone for surgery but now I'm back again
I'm 'bout my paper like a motherfuckin' scratch and win
World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
Nothin' ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night
I will have a model wife
Your bitch is as hot as ice
Every time you see me, I look like I hit the Lotto twice
Drake, you got 'em right?
Yeah, I got 'em, Bun
I love myself 'cause I swear their life is just not as fun
Neeks got the weed, Hush got a gun
CJ got my credit cards and a lot of ones
Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple Sprites
Someone tell Maliah I'm on fire, she should work tonight
Call up King of Diamonds and tell Chyna it'd be worth the flight
I be at my table, stackin' dollars to the perfect height
Work somethin', twerk somethin' basis
She just tryna make it, so she right here gettin' naked
I don't judge her, I don't judge her
But I could never love her
'Cause to her I'm just a rapper, and soon she'll have met another
That's why me and Lil Jaz 'bout to spaz, can you keep up?
I'm just feelin' sorry for whoever gotta sweep up
Yeah, bills everywhere, trill everything
And Drake just stand for "Do Right And Kill Everything"
I love Nicki Minaj, I told her I'd admit it
I hope one day we get married just to say we fuckin' did it
And girl, I'm fuckin' serious, I'm with it if you with it
'Cause your verses turn me on and your pants are mighty fitted
Ugh, damn, I think you caught me in the moment
Like I catch 'em stealin' flows 'cause I swear I never loaned it
And life ain't a rehearsal, the camera's always rollin'
So come and get a portion of this money that we blowin'
'Cause it's on
Yeah, girl, it's on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
Yeah, I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss me a little when I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone
Ooh, shit, motherfucker, goddamn
Kickin' bitches out the condo like Pam
Gettin' money every day, I'm a groundhog
'Bout to scoop ya girl up like a ground ball
I walk light so I don't piss the ground off
Man, I swear my bitches do it till they suck the brown off
Ugh, that's nasty
Yes, I am Weezy, but I ain't asthmatic
James Bond cologne, honey, I put on
Make 'em run and tell they friends like a marathon
Voice baritone, haters carry on
Beat the pussy up, call me Larry Holmes
Young Money's Jerry Sloan, I turn every stone
When she masturbate to me, that's how she learn every song
To the women I condone
Better write me when I'm gone
No, I'm not that thuggish, not that ruggish
But I do pack bone
Uh, I'm a love machine
And I won't work for nobody but you
It's only me and her 'cause the Bugatti a coupe
It's Blood gang, slime, but I parlay with Snoop
I ain't lyin', I shoot
You don't need signs for proof
Turn you to a vegetable like you lyin' in soup
And when I'm in the booth, bitch, the lion is loose
Man, I got so many styles, I am a group
Damn, I'll be gone till November
But fuck it, I ain't trippin', I know Drizzy gon' kill 'em
I'm stickin' to the script like lint on denim
Mama said, "If the rules ain't bent, don't bend 'em"
Real **** talkin', shut the fuck up, ho
Gotta do it one time for Haiti, what up, Zo?
Weezy F, baby, and the F is for front door
'Cause that's where I bring it
Soo-Woo if you bangin', motherfucker
Yeah, girl, it's on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
Yeah, I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss me a little when I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me
Miss me, miss me, miss me
Miss me a little when I'm gone
Miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
Hope I'll, hope I'll, oh, my, my

Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Noah "40" Shebib, D. Carter, D. Edwards & D. Richardson.

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