All Sean, For Real.
When it comes to bars, Drake’s got more super sweet 16’s than MTV. But this time, it was all about the kid from the D. Running anchor, Sean demands our undivided attention (“Hoe, shut the fuck up”). Don’t get it twisted though, Big’s a true player for real. In the midst of his rhyme, he even bigs up his main squeeze (“Load the nine, leave you split, in the half, smoke a half, need a zip/ My new girl is on Glee and shit/ Probably making more money than me and shit.”). Lil bitch.—Big Homie