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Recognize Lyrics – PARTYNEXTDOOR feat. Drake

    Recognize is a popular rb song by PARTYNEXTDOOR featuring Drake, from the 2011 album Take Care. Check words to PARTYNEXTDOOR Recognize Lyrics in English below.

    Recognize Lyrics – PARTYNEXTDOOR feat. Drake 

    [Produced by PARTYNEXTDOOR]

    [Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    Gotta get real again, gotta get real again, oh

    [Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    Know, you got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas

    [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    I want you, I want you
    To turn up on me every night when I see you
    Better recognize when I see you
    I really want you, you, you
    Hit the club for you, you, you
    Lightskin got you new, new, do
    Even look like Lauren Lo too
    I be tripping, but this money ain’t
    Hit the strip, check my money length
    Sorry if my whip covered in dank
    Cause I’ve been rollin’ with this skunk all day
    All these bitches know that you’re my nigga
    I ain’t trippin’ off of any of your niggas
    Cause I don’t care about your nigga, four niggas
    Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
    Girl I see you
    [Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    Know, you got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas

    [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    I want you, I want you
    To turn up on me every night when I see you
    Better recognize when I see you
    I really want you, you, you
    Hit the club for you, you, you
    Lightskin got you new, new, do
    Even look like Lauren Lo too
    I be tripping, but this money ain’t
    Hit the strip, check my money length
    Sorry if my whip covered in dank
    Cause I’ve been rollin’ with this skunk all day
    All these bitches know that you’re my nigga
    I ain’t trippin’ off of any of your niggas
    Cause I don’t care about your nigga, four niggas
    Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
    Girl I see you

    [Interlude: Top Cat]
    Only special request fi the gyal dem
    From north, south, east and west
    For the body ah look good you know y’haffi
    God bless, bruk wild, bruk a man spine
    God bless, bruk wild, bruk a man spine
    [Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    (Gotta get real again)
    Girl you must be doin’ magic
    Girl you must be doin’ magic
    Turn fuckin’ you to a habit
    I could name a lot of things any other man
    Won’t do for you, I do for you
    When I hit you at your condo real late
    Check the scene and see if you straight
    Then cut like kids cake
    I got that feelin’ for you, that feelin’ that you crave
    Each time I do it for you, I make that bad pussy behave
    Now pop it, bottles, the top is so open
    The budget, I’m Party so fuck it
    The concierge told me
    My new baby looking like LeToya Luckett
    Let my money get older and older
    And older and older like Regis
    And she will not fuck with no broke niggas
    No, nigga, only the richest

    [Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    Know, you got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches
    You got niggas and I got bitches (Got bitches)
    You got niggas
    [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    I want you, I want you
    To turn up on me every night when I see you
    Better recognize when I see you
    I really want you, you, you
    Hit the club for you, you, you
    Lightskin got you new, new, do
    Even look like Lauren Lo too
    I be tripping, but this money ain’t
    Hit the strip, check my money length
    Sorry if my whip covered in dank
    ‘Cause I’ve been rollin’ with this skunk all day
    All these bitches know that you’re my nigga
    I ain’t trippin’ off of any of your niggas
    ‘Cause I don’t care about your nigga, four niggas
    Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
    Girl, I see you

    [Verse 2: Drake]
    Yeah, shout the girls from the East
    Who know what’s good with me, yeah (Girl, let’s)
    Shout the ones from the West
    Know what’s good with PND, oh-oh (Girl, let’s)
    Stories of you and your girls is all I hear (Girl, let’s)
    Who do you fuck in the city when I’m not there?
    I owe you time
    Let’s plan somethin’ out when I come back from Europe
    Swear I’m withholdin’ my urges
    ‘Til you get this one-on-one shit like your name Katie Couric
    I gotta get you those snow tires for your Mercedes
    I’m glad you reminded me, baby
    All of these things slip my mind; it’s been crazy
    Bite on your shoulder, I know that’s your favorite
    Touching yourself to that video we made a month ago
    You a freak and your cover’s blown
    How you talked me into sendin’ that to you, I’ll never know
    Fuck it, girl; I’m ’bout whatever though
    Yeah, I guess a nigga just believe in you and that’s proof for you
    Could name a lot of things any other man won’t do for you
    I’ll do it for you, that’s real

    [Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
    I want you
    To turn up on me every night when I see you
    Better recognize when I see you
    I really want you, you, you
    Hit the club for you, you, you
    Lightskin got you new, new, do
    Even look like Lauren Lo too
    I be tripping, but this money ain’t
    Hit the strip, check my money length
    Sorry if my whip covered in dank
    ‘Cause I’ve been rollin’ with this skunk all day
    All these bitches know that you’re my nigga
    I ain’t trippin’ off of any of your niggas
    ‘Cause I don’t care about your nigga, four niggas
    Five niggas, six niggas, I ain’t give a shit about shit, nigga
    Girl, I see you

     

    Writer(s): Drake, Majid Al Maskati, Jordan Ullman

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