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tory lanez - shit freestyle (swave session 2) lyrics

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[intro]

(sh-t)
n-ggas hold it down
we one umbrella n-gga
we under no-one
(sh-t)
f-ck all ya’ll n-ggas
it’s ours n-gga
(mike will made it)

[verse 1]

now i heard word around the road is n-ggas wanna murder me
pull up in the spot with that fire like it’s work for me
cause i can murder n-ggas without going on a murder spree
cause i sold so much ho’s the dream that they’ll go out and murk for free
i told that cash i see that though
you soft but i can’t see that low
she say she want my kid i say b-tch you must be la vida lo
n-ggas talking down but i’m not ’round cause i can’t be there bro
got so much cash, she want that -ss, i bought that bag, i need that ho
i told ’em.. n-ggas talking money but they never had
i’m back to putting carats in the whip, and rapping, n-ggas spend a hundred on a shoe to put them in the cask’
i ain’t doing talking dog just make it happen
i keep a b-tch that’s cool enough to make it happen
i take that p-ssy from her then i take a nap, a hundred bunch of bullets waiting for you and your favorite rapper
these n-ggas started whipping all yola
but n-gga that don’t mean you a soldier
even if the codeine in your soda
i wouldn’t trip ???
listen, you muhf-ckers couldn’t match a n-gga hustle, your shawty rushing, jerk and sucking to catch a n-gga c-mming
you know, young fella, i’m umbrella, and to these chicks a n-gga d-ck a number one seller
young telling these women to c-m, some yelling they dribble they tongue, while swallowing c-m, i’m villain, drilling them dumb
uh, get that vanilla filling i’m done
i’m the one, get that feeling from drilling your hun
getting some, burning b-tches like i’m sitting in the sun
show a n-gga some, do it like you owe a n-gga some
ho’s getting dumb, panties on you know i’m getting numb
load a n-gga drum, blow it till you know a n-gga c-m
uh. i k!ll a motherf-cker on the beat
hit it like the b-tch done got me f-cking on repeat
i told her go get it like she f-cking on the street
cause you know a n-gga in it like i’m stuck up underneath
oh i n-gga balling
all globetrotter n-ggas, new louis, can’t f-ck with my old ho’s product
cash n-gga, you can see me with a rose gold bottle
fashion n-gga i might f-ck her with a polo condom, n-gga
hold up.. who the f-ck told them they were soldiers
when i were 14 i was homeless
now i’m richer than a b-tch and now an owner
young thug and my chain is a stoner
with a ?? in the place stolen
an that p-ssy, that sh-t mine
might as well tat’ a young n-gga name on it
????
put me on the spot, said my d-ck, she won’t see it n-gga
n-ggas talking down but they really wanna be him n-gga
it’s that flying foreign young n-gga argentina n-gga
canada
sh-t



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