DRAKE - OVER MY DEAD BODY (NEDARB NAGROM REMIX) lyrics

[Intro: Chantal Kreviazuk]
How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter
'Cause you know I'm okay
Instead, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?"
When you know, you know I'm the same
I know, I know you don't love me, baby
They’re trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body

[Verse 1: Drake]
I think I killed e'rybody
In the game last year, man, f*ck it, I was on though
And I thought I found the girl of my dreams
At the strip club, mmm-mmm, f*ck it, I was wrong though
Shout out to all my n*ggas living tax free
Nowadays it's six figures when they tax me
Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some
Long as the outcome is income
You know I want it all and then some
Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from
Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from
Yeah, you know me well, n*gga
Yeah, I mean you ain't the only real n*gga
They got me on these white women like Seal, n*gga
Slave to the pus*y but I'm just playing the field, n*gga
Are these people really discussing my career again?
Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again?
Don't I got the sh*t the world wanna hear again?
Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
Man all of your flows bore me: paint drying
And I don't ever be trippin off of what ain't mine
And I be hearing the sh*t you say through the grapevine
But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time
Yeah, it's been that way from the beginning
I just been playing, I ain't even notice I was winning
[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
And this is the only sound you should fear
Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is all right

[Chorus: Chantal Kreviazuk]
Oh, I know, I know you don't love me, baby
They’re trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body

[Verse 2: Drake]
You say I'm old news, well who the new star?
Cause if I'm going anywhere, it's probably too far
Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States
Used half of the money to beat my brother's case
Red wine over Fed time
And shout out to the n*ggas that's doing dead time
Shout out to the b*tches there when it's bedtime
And f*ck you to the n*ggas that think it's their time
Yeah, don't make me take your life apart, boy
You and whoever the f*ck gave you your start boy
Oh, you wanna be a motherf*cking funny guy?
Don't make me break your Kevin Hart, boy