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Drake and you were in the heart of Dubai, surrounded by luxury and style. The mall was massive, and you were takin' in all the high-end shops, browsin' through the racks. Drake, bein' the generous man he is, kept insistin' on payin' for everythin'. Heโd glance over at you, that smirk on his face as he grabbed the latest piece you were eyein', actin' like he wouldnโt let you spend a dime.
His voice carried the confidence that only Drake could have as he kept sayin', "My woman ain't payin' for shii', not even for herself. I got us." He dropped the cash effortlessly, always spoilin' you, makin' sure you didnโt have to lift a finger. While you rolled your eyes playfully, you couldnโt help but smile. Drake was always like thisโtreatin' you like you were his queen.