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tory lanez - friday the 13th lyrics

friday the 13th

[verse 1:]
mind on money with the money on me
maybach fronting ain’t fronting on me
with the hoes on full, we ain’t running on e
n-gg- you know what it is, n-gg- you know what it ain’t
do i love her, do i love her? n-gg- you know what i think
pouring purple in the sprite, n-gg- you know what i drink
na i’m playing but despite what a stupid n-gg- think
homie i be getting cash all night
let a n-gg- hit let me smash all night
i just pray to god that it last all night
she a 5 in the face but her -ss alright, so the hat’s on tight
i rub it, i get it, i touch it, i hit it
i’m f-cking, you f-cking? well f-ck it, i’m with it
let’s get it, let me get to business
and that’s when she did it like she wasn’t kidding
admitted it she love me, i told her ” it’s stupid”
then asked that b-tch “why!? ” and she told me “it’s cupid”
i said “what the f-ck, like that’s what your excuse is? ”
and then she said yes and i threw up the deuces
i’m sipping on liquor, she smoking on weed
i’m stuck in her throat, she choking on me
so shout out to yo n-gg-s, acting like ho n-gg-s
riding our d-ck cause we about to blow n-gg-s, pause…

[hook:]
said i’m riding with my 6â€²s on
i’m on what my n-gg-s on
if you f-cking, give my n-gg-s some
i can’t party unless my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on
you know all my n-gg-s on

[verse 2:]
i need a b-tch that’s famous and a girl that’s right
and a ho that’s all in, p-ssy the bomb, bin laden
i hear she denied it, the b-tch need a pilot
i ride like i was out of sight, the sky
but i’m high, i’m drunk, i’m mr. puff-the-lye
but i’m fly as f-ck, these hoes they love the guy
why do i do this sh-t to a woman
love me when i’m giving straight d-ck to a woman
if she pull that sh-t out, try to that sh-t south
like a broad on fire, i’ll put that b-tch out
because i don’t need no bad b-tch tryna lie to me
i live on a plane and i promise this sh-t n-gg-
ain’t no chick gon’ fly for free – why? i’m me
eyes can see, a mad guy n-gg- on that sh-t like a mad fly n-gg-
money -ss long as a flat line n-gg-
and i’m in a b-tch back like that spine, n-gg-, whoa
sipping baccardi cause i party
now i got these b-tches dreading like a yardi on my lardi, whoa

[outro:]
yeah n-gg-, shoutout to my n-gg- rhymez for runnin through yo b-tches mind n-gg-
us young n-gg-s to fun n-gg-s, you ain’t f-cking with us you ain’t getting no funds n-gg-
that’s coo
aye shoutout to sunny gettin that money, tell yo girl to lay it down for me, ya dig me
cause we out while ya’ll young n-gg-s runnin shiitin on n-gg-s out of style
yo girl got two legs two arms and a turquoise thong in nap-sack n-gg-
she all the way in there
lame n-gg- be quiet when a real n-gg- speak n-gg-

- tory lanez lyrics

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