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tory lanez - shabba ranks (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
i’m back!
canada!
and if you broke when you wake up, you ain’t got no business sleepin’, n-gga

[verse]
short cup but my clip tall
with a point like a pitchfork
only dark n-gga coming’ in this sh-t hard
like your man got a thang for your b-tch door
every n-gga round ready for the quick draw
bullets open like a split door
hundred women lookin’ for me with a flashlight
all they n-ggas lookin’ for me with the jigsaw
wait, hold up, i told ya i blamma like tony montana
i roll with the hammer like popo and slammas
i’m f-ckin’ yo sister, manolo my manners
my n-ggas is thuggin, they don’t go on camera
i f-ck with that polo, don’t wear -ss-ssin
i come with that 44, you know i be matchin’
y’all over there with the yelling’ tone down on umbrella
we coming you know that the section
shorty no questions she know that she have it
kick there -ss out cuz i know that she like it
then she came back and she gave me a stack
put my brain in my lap how i know you a psychic
shout out them b-tches that hating’ on jay cuz my
n-gga he paid and i know that you spiteful
feel like my life is a picture on insta cuz women they see me i know they gone like me
send them that hannah montana
then i get 10 of my men in atlanta
then i spend 10 on that fendi and 10 on my belt
just to shine on 10 when i slam her
ina young rich n-gga i was born out at t
this that i don’t give a .. huh!
drive that foreign whip on e
i’m that n-gga, i’m that n-gga
with a foreign b-tch on me
sod’s on my left yes free my n-gga pete
listen up
i michael jordan the mic recording’ i made the hoes
my full love like the mic distorted
fiber artist really i don’t like these artist
every motherf-ckin’ line that you write is garbage
every motherf-ckin’ time that i might just start your eye department
cuts you n-gga teeny to me hit a n-gga with a bottle
thats a genie to me easy for me to get a little piece of the b-i-e
f-ck n-ggas wanna d-i-e with that dot on your top
like e-y-e i had to smell it to tell you n-ggers
jealous hundred women with me they twista up like impalas
n-ggas hatin’ on me my pockets on mozzarella hoping’
out the doc like i tested positive for getting cheddar
listen up, i’ll switch it up is she wit’ me she getting
f-cked in the truck with the windows up
getting b-tt f-cked
n-ggas tryin’ hit us up lit em’ up
before a n-gga even got to put a finger up
before a n-gga even got a hit my d-ck is up
yo listen up so you chick is up fargo be know when
that sh-t marble the floor in the crib
got a car full of hoes and remarkable flows that
make me all the dough in this b-tch, i just hit my n-gga
fresh though, and we talkin’ ownin’ a crib
with the money on the desk though
and you know i’m holdin’ my d-ck
shabba!!
8 gold chains like i’m shot shabba ranks
women down know my name, call me biggie papa bank
she see me in that thang hoppin’ straight up out the tank
best new n-gga coming’ i’m the top of that rank
n-gga ridin’ round the city with you shorty she in spanks
n-gga you should guard the spot, cuz i’m coming’ for it thanks
n-gga us and i stun so hard
that everything on me
and whats the word on roll?
every block claim thing bout me n-gga
shabba!!

- tory lanez lyrics

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