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tory lanez - purple swave (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
ay n-gg-, 16 bars long. don’t matter how deep my knapsack is and your b-tch is in it, my g

[verse 1]
maserati door tint
little n-gg-s gettin’ change like clark kent’s
little n-gg-s on they jane like tarazan
pop up like what’s up like martin
i’ve been bein’ the boss
so please can you excuse the cigars and
we are not the same but i’m not a martian
i’m just richer and livin’ my life bigger
i pick up with my n-gg-s
sip liquor with fine b-tches
i enjoy livin’, self employed livin’
deploy women, let a d-boy hit it
no when a t boy get you
can be the decoy like leroy did it

[interlude]
everythin’ is swavey, everythin’ is swavey
f-ck around
i’m gon’ take your lady, we gon’ make a baby
i’m just jokin’

[verse 2]
i’m just strokin’ her back like lotion
i just opened the pack like motrin
i dip slow in the back like oakland
and tell a hoe, “give me room” like roslin
no excuse for the use of the potion
n-gg-, we just out here tryna function
gold grill, give a lil b-tch cold chills
i don’t really give a sh-t about a hoe still
but i will let her ride like a four wheel
’cause she do eat a d-ck like oatmeal
n-gg- got 2 l’s like rosh-ll
told me make it wet and i lake her, o’neal
and i’m so trill and your hoe feel
that i’m so real and she know well
no better, no cheddar mean no retta ski mask
and a gpad, said she got tryna hoe
yo end up n-gg-s hatin’ on the way dope get up
’til i get off beat, it’s a ten on street
and i’m back on beat, yes i’m back on track
yes, i’m back on feet on the one two like everybody on three
payed -ss n-gg-, the money elevatin’
that’s h-lla swave -ss, n-gg-
make these jealous hatin’ n-gg-s want to way that trigga
what’s funny is i know these n-gg-s from way back, n-gg-
like d-mn, n-gg-s like wam
in a yellow lam’, sh-t look like scrambled eggs
money as long as a tall b-tch legs
y’all n-gg-s small as a small kids head b
boss is a p-ssy and you all d-ckheads
she don’t give a f-ck ’bout a small d-ck head
she just want to f-ck, make a quick bread
better follow me, don’t be mislead
and i’m hated on like i’m tryna get head
eat a n-gg- d-ck like you tryna get fed
your old favorite rapper just went dead
okay, my guys to get you here
i can pray to god, forgive your sins
ain’t no wastin’ time, i’m gettin’ those inns
like a hotel, hoes know well that i’m so well
like 4’s on the coat tail, white hoes in the motel
roll well with the cigar
f-ck around right now motherf-cker, i will make you see god

[outro]
that’s enough free sh-t for y’all n-gg-s, man
by the way, my n-gg- jae say f-ck y’all n-gg-s
yeah, canada, n-gg-
i got your b-tches in my knapsack
i got your b-tches in my knapsack
i said i got your b-tches in my knapsack
got your b-tches in my knapsack
sincerely tory, march 26, n-gg-
get a motherf-ckin’ hard copy
buy my sh-t on itunes, n-gg-

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