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tory lanez - talk to me nice / fargo season lyrics

talk to me nice

[hook]
talk to me nice, set the mood off in here
still downtown, whole crew up in here
all the dogs with me, make it hard just to move up in here
like is it the right time, baby?

[verse]
this is the right time
pour up the white wine
all of these bands on me
like it’s a lifeline
givenchy for all of my n-gg-s
we pull up in slippers, in nighttime
f-ckin’ b-tches in the white robes
let me know that it’s the right time
all my n-gg-s, they be reppin’ it
red bottom when i step in it
n-gg-s with me, gotta let ’em in
sos with me, that’s the definite
nyce with me, that’s a definite
now you met up with the dogs
gotta f-ck ’em all ‘fore you meet the president
walked in, all cleaned up
man whole clique on bust down
walked in, got 2 “w”s
now i look like touchdown
pulled up in the i8
with a shirt sayin’, “why hate?”
n-gg-s talkin’ i’ma violate
b-tch i’m f-ckin’ up the tristate
uh, givenchy for all of my n-gg-s
2017, we ain’t leavin’ a cent on the table
for all of you n-gg-s
comin’ for all of the figures
i’m f-ckin’ all of you b-tches
don’t even call em your b-tches
and baby, i’m all in givenchy

[hook]
talk to me nice, set the mood off in here
still downtown, whole crew up in here
all the dogs with me, make it hard just to move up in here
like is it the right time, baby?

fargo season

[intro]
fargo…estevan fargo
s.t.e
hahaha
yeah… fargo
s.t.e

[verse 1]
yeah, i heard word around town is i’m poppin’ now
bad b-tch recline my seat before she top me down
just invested in two choppers and they on me now
b-tch all you hear was ‘grr grr’ when i’m hoppin’ out
put them b-tches in a range rove’
hit a mission with my n-gg-s then i change clothes
n-gg-s runnin’ for that paper like usain bolt
you hit my b-tch i f-ck your girl, that’s how the game go
you know how that sayin’ go
girl, you know i’m poppin’ off
give me head and make sure you make that sh-t sloppy now
if you with it you gon’ meet me at the lobby now
say you not but girl i know that you are probably down
now what you talkin’ ’bout?

[hook]
what you talkin’ ’bout?
never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah
what you talkin’ ’bout?
never do we get in town but tonight feels

[bridge 1]
like the blue jays
new toronto b-tch we ballin’ on your blu-rays
i’ve been mobbin’ round the city for like two days
stashin’ all this dirty money in a suit case, woah

[verse 2]
don’t you know that we got plenty choppers
any b-tch inside my kitchen cook like betty crocker
n-gg-s say that they gon’ rob me b-tch don’t make me stop you
uncle speedy, b.m.f., he down to let it drop you
hit g weed on the cellphone
make that call from compton they’ll be out on melrose
trained shooters and they down to touch the railroad
and they down to do you colder than the hail snow, woah
that sh-t tell you that i’m poppin’ now
when i pull up in that wraith, that ain’t no talkin’ now
hater n-gg-s talkin’ payments but i bought it, wow
reason why we not pull up, them b-tches hoppin’ out
now what you talkin’ ’bout?

[hook]
what you talkin’ ’bout?
never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah
what you talkin’ ’bout?
never do we get in town but tonight feels right yeah

[bridge 2]
i’m rollin’ downtown
i feel so alone
and this time i feel like i like it yeah
i roll alone downtown
and i like it yea

[verse 3]
word around my city is popping now yeah
b-tch don’t make no moves in here just top me down yeah
you was talking sh-t but now you riding d-ck you ain’t slick
why i keep a couple ho, ho like i’m saint nick
i just got the benzo back you n-gg-s outta luck doh
you say that’s your main girl, then why she tryna f-ck for
my chain on [?] montana
withdraw like [?], my b-tch on pamela
came through on a hot block with the top drop and the diamonds
stain blue on the hot block in a drop top and i’m shining
pocket rocket on me if a n-gg- wanna creep up on me with recliner
staring in my rear-view if a n-gg- tryna creep up from behind me
certain n-gg-s tryna [?]
play dem n-gg-s like a base flute
all you n-gg-s is some waste [?]
boy i will come and to erase you
looking like i’m in the city slapping [?] and clicking up like i’m [?]
if he treat the forty-fifth it split him out and singing to me like selena

[outro]
oh no don’t approach me
cause i got that thang on me, and this sh-t loaded
hope you f-ck n-gg-s get shot out all your sneakers
got some real n-gg-s they watching from the bleachers
and you know my shooters don’t come in no ubers
cause they can’t hop back inside when they shoot ya’
that’s word to hollywood soldiers
i mean you know what kind of sauce this is when you smell it baby

- tory lanez lyrics

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