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Andre 3000’s verse from “The Real Her” from Drake’s Take Care:

“Showered her wit’ dolla tips, shawty went and bought a whip

Guarantee the city remember your whole name, you throw that hoe a scholarship

All of them ain’t all equipped, and this saddens me, I see the peckin’ order

Quote-unquote bad bitches work the whole flo’, those that get laughed at, that sit off in a corner

Like a lab rat, nobody want her, niggas that are married don’t wanna go home but-

We look up to them, they wish they were us, they want some new trim, we lust for some trust

Now that both of us, are colorblind, ’cause the other side looks greener

Which leaves your turf in a Boise State, can’t see a play or the team, ’cause

Everybody has an addiction, mine happens to be you

And those who says they don’t, souls will later on say to them “That ain’t true”

All of them will have an opinion, but y’all know what y’all can do with them

But if you’re unsure, I’ll take you on tour to a place you can stick that in

Well, sittin’ here sad a’ hell, listenin’ to Adele, I feel ya, baby

“Someone Like You”? More like someone unlike you, or somethin’ that’s familiar, maybe

And I can tell, that she wants a baby, and I can yell, girl, that you’re crazy

Aw, what the hell, nope, can’t be lazy, please be careful, bitches got the rabies”

The few verses Dre has given us the past year or so look much better written down than they sound rapped. Saul Williams, you have competition.