Who Do U Love
YG Feat Drake Lyrics
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I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
My Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
You're the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I call my homies, not 9-11
I'm the nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
I got a shorty name Texas Syn
She got a buddy named Young JB and now you know the deal
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
OVO crew, nigga, thought I told you
If you a player in the game, this should hold you
And man shout my nigga Game he just rolled through
Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Until these women get the notion that they runnin' the game
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did the motto, took a flight to the golden state
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
Imma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big (Wassup)
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Fat heat, run like athletes
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Bank of America account got six figures
I'm that nigga on the block
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Bitch, who do you love?
Nigga we street and we hood
Ain't nobody ever gave us shit
When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'
We stay paper chasin'
Separatin' the real from the fake
The fake from the real
We livin' to die and dyin' to live!
Nigga, that's why we got so many women
I'm tryna go deep, hit them asscheeks
Bust them guts, make her cum
Bitch, you know the game!
Ain't a motherfuckin' thing change!
Bitch! Who do you love!?
The lyrics in YG Feat Drake's song "Who Do U Love" talks about the idea of power, status, money, and bragging culture in the hood. YG and Drake are both rappers that have gained popularity and wealth in the music industry. They use the song to talk about how they have elevated themselves in society and can afford to live extravagant lifestyles. They talk about their bank accounts, cars, and how they have a reputation in the streets.
The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "Bitch, who do you love" which is a direct challenge to whoever is listening to the song. They are asserting themselves as the top dogs and want to know who else can compare to their status. They also rap about their relationships with women, how they dominate in the bedroom, and how they are surrounded by many women who are chasing them for their money and fame.
The two rappers mention their association with the OVO crew which is Drake's music label. They also shout out their friend who goes by the name Game who is another famous rapper. The song also talks about how they run their own game in the music industry and are not held down by record labels. They also talk about the struggles they have faced to get to where they are now.
Overall, the song is a representation of the power dynamics that exist in hip hop and the culture of bragging about wealth, status, and power.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm that nigga with the plugs
I have a lot of connections in the drug world.
I'm the nigga who got homies that be sellin' drugs
I have friends who sell drugs.
I'm the nigga on the back street
With the fat heat, niggas better run like athletes
I'm armed and dangerous, and if you see me on the street, you better run.
I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
My Bank of America account got six figures
I am very wealthy and successful.
I'm that nigga on the block
Police pull up, I'm tryna stash the Glock
I carry a gun and will hide it if the police show up.
You that nigga on the low-low
You're the nigga, you're the one that be talkin' to the po-pos
You are a snitch who talks to the police.
Porsche sittin' on Forgi's
Niggas can't afford these
The Panamera shittin' on the 9-11
I have expensive, high-end cars that most people cannot afford.
I call my homies, not 9-11
I'm the nigga with the juice
But I'll never do my nigga like Pac did Q
I have connections who can help me in a time of need, but I won't turn on my friends like Tupac did to his former friend and collaborator, Queen Pen.
Bitch, who do you love?
Who do you have loyalty towards?
I got a shorty name Texas Syn
She got a buddy named Young JB and now you know the deal
I have a girlfriend named Texas Syn, and her friend Young JB is also part of our group.
We turnt up in the studio late night
That's why the songs that you hear are comin' real tight
We work hard in the studio to produce high-quality music.
OVO crew, nigga, thought I told you
If you a player in the game, this should hold you
I'm part of Drake's OVO crew, and if you want to be successful in this industry, you should join us.
And man shout my nigga Game he just rolled through
Eatin' crab out in Malibu at Nobu
My friend, The Game, just arrived and we're having a fancy meal at a high-end restaurant in Malibu.
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
Did the motto, took a flight to the golden state
Some women make a lot of money by dancing on poles, and we're traveling to California to make more money.
I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight
Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case
I'm in charge and responsible for my crew, but one of my friends has legal troubles and had to leave.
But I'm big on the west like I'm big in the south
So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out
I have a strong presence on both the West Coast and the South, and we'll use our influence to solve problems.
And my name too big, and my gang too big
Young Money shit, me and Lil Wayne too big
Imma crush that ass even if it ain't too big
I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big (Wassup)
I'm too famous and powerful to be messed with, and I'll dominate regardless of anyone else's size or status.
Nigga we street and we hood
Ain't nobody ever gave us shit
When you see us shinin' it's because we steady grindin'
We stay paper chasin'
We come from difficult backgrounds and have worked hard to achieve our success.
Separatin' the real from the fake
The fake from the real
We livin' to die and dyin' to live!
We work hard to distinguish genuine people from deceivers, and we strive to make the most of our time on earth.
Nigga, that's why we got so many women
I'm tryna go deep, hit them asscheeks
Bust them guts, make her cum
Bitch, you know the game!
Ain't a motherfuckin' thing change!
Our success attracts a lot of women, and we pursue sexual pleasure with them. This is just part of the lifestyle, and hasn't changed.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE, WILLIAM BELL, ANTHONY FORTE, AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM, KEENON DAQUAN RAY JACKSON, BOOKER T JONES
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