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tory lanez – danny glover lyrics

thugga
put the money in the duffle and sit yo b-tch -ss down, how bout that?
aye that’s yo boo, boy i know you love er
i can’t say but don’t do danny glovers
i was stashin paper in my granny covers
i ain’t tryin to date, i just want petties from er
every time i walk inside the trap i need a new kitchen
thuggin up the pots, i need some new dishes
take yo b-tch to chile, i be roof crissin
she can’t f-ck with me unless a roof missin
b-tches is waving, a n-gg- ignoring
i’m sorry i gotta go hard on my interest, i’m whippin’ a foreign
number 6 on the jordans, i got your b-tch on my organ
i might have an orgy, and just pick from the orges
it’s tory i do it, i’m poppin’ a magnum in story to prove it,
i love my money, b-tch i love my money
these hoes wanna put me on maury to lose it
so del uno, he told me to do it
f-ck out of towners that don’t know the movement
roll with them hitters, you don’t know i do it
i hit then i insta the photo to prove it
i kill these n-gg-s f-ckin with my philly n-gg-s
on that dream chase, even millie f-ckin with me n-gg-
all my doors slap jaws over silly n-gg-
really get em, put em on ice like vanilla with em
n-gg-s talk straight, they ain’t never hood
sound like ye, they ain’t never could
and uh, maybe i f-ck a broke b-tch
but only if her credit good
uh, top money i got it
and a n-gg- hand talk funny, i’m ridin
but anytime i see cops comin i’m quiet
cause i ain’t tryin to see who talk to me through the wire
you ain’t never gotta talk, p-ssy n-gg- you on fire
do or die and he’s with me pullin up the suicides
you a liar, who am i? you and i both know
n-gg- you don’t blow no smoke
hold no scope, hoes do my ch-r-s no joke
walk through the door, no hopes, no strings, no rope
f-ck n-gg-s throw things, hoes feelin so cold
me? i’m a n-gg-, no joke
me, i’m in the big time league n-gg-
multiplyin all the big top g n-gg-s
you these n-gg-s tryna play me on a map though
18, 6 top three n-gg-
i done came from the bando to the bas-m-nt
and you real but yo chain on that fake sh-t
when i’m standin on the money b-tch i’m a6
and my chick better than cake mix
yo chick could scam on that fake sh-t
her instagram need a facelift
i’m back in the street on that take sh-t
i’m back in the heat if you say sh-t
these n-gg-s fowl and i ain’t playin broady
send the wap, no i ain’t playin on it
30 thou on this laker game but if i lose the bet then i ain’t payin homie
ridin round with that new beretta
don’t believe me? aks vc n-gg-
hit the town with my new vendetta
you got stevie wonder, try see me n-gg-
put yo money up, n-gg- put it down
go to school wit ya, you a juggernaut
see you soft then, you a p-ssy now
take a look at me, take a look around
see the clique with me, gotta shook em now
see the grip with me, i don’t look around
every chick with me had to book em out
but i hit em all and never took em out
i can go 100 years on the beat
go until the top, all them n-gg-s undefeated
what about all them other n-gg-s underneath you that they talk about it to me, motherf-cker let me see it
bad woman, let me beat it
i could never eat it
only if she got a millie in a villa real city
yea these n-gg-s say they ball hard
i never see the kush still i’m rockin quarter for the sign of a speed up d-mn
n-gg-
hit it up

- tory lanez lyrics

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