GIMME A HUG Lyrics – Drake

Read the full GIMME A HUG lyrics by Drake along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Drake’s music, you can also explore NOKIA and CELIBACY, two other songs by Drake.

[Part I]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Drake elimination, fake intimidation
Take a minute, take a deep breath, have a little bit of patience
“Drizzy, you amazing, you the inspiration
You set the bar for the next generation”
You Neo in the matrix, these n!ggas just Nemo in the ocean
Small fish, making kids feel emotion
Using you for promotion, truer words had never been spoken
N!ggas want to see RIP me on a t-shirt like I’m Hulk Hogan
I appreciate the fans rocking with me, this is really just a small token
Really fu*king with a visionary
Only reason I ain’t got a girl and I ain’t getting married
‘Cause I’m really out here, filling up the itinerary ’til I’m six feet in a cemetery
Bulletproof doors so heavy, got me rolling ’round like a dignitary
Funny how it’s only b!tch n!ggas that are waiting on the boy’s obituary
‘Cause if I die, it’s these n!ggas that become the sole beneficiary
And what the fu*k are they gon’ do with it?
Head of girls up at twenty-nine, on stage twerking with a dictionary
Guilt trips, not Turks trips when it’s cold out here in February
‘Cause right now, shorty parachuting molly like she flying for the military
This girl face so pretty, I can only think of fu*king missionary

[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Fu*k that, make the beat switch, turn the hoes up, give a million to ’em
Right now, I got so many villas booked on like I’m billing to ’em
Durk’s boy told me Marvings Room was his favorite song, he was drilling to it
Thousand n!ggas rapping murder s*it and like ten n!ggas that’ll really do it
Savage, you the only n!gga checking on me when we really in some s*it, brother
Melyssa Ford, you a legend from the 6, hate to see you with a d!ck-sucker
S*it about to be a lit summer, tell Tony, “Leave the motor running”
Tell Mike that the ceiling’s too low in Booby, how we supposed to throw a hundred?
Damn
They be dropping s*it, but we be dropping harder s*it (Dropping harder s*it)

Fu*k a rap beef, I’m tryna get the party lit
Tryna get the party lit for the b!tches
Them Nike tights is hugging on that ass like they missed it
What’s up?
N!ggas is hating the boy for sure, the women in love
Walk in the strip club, damn, I missed you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug, give me a hug

[Part III]

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I know that you work in the club
Know that these people might judge
But fu*k it, you family to us
So come over here and give me some love
Yeah, give me a hug
I miss you hoes, give me a hug
Give me a hug, give me a hug
What can I say? I miss you girls, I’m stuck in my ways
Princess, Gigi, Pooh, Pink, Luxury, y’all gotta come to the stage
Yeah, come to the stage and show me some love
You know how I’m coming, I’m giving it up
The n!ggas in here ain’t spending enough

[Outro]
Bae, I miss you
I’m talking to you, baby, I miss you
You, you, you, you, you
Yeah