travis porter - toast lyrics
[chorus: strap]
all these b+tches round me, sitting on the sofa
pocket full of money, cash rolling like a coaster
n+gga, we don’t drive, we gon’ keep a chauffeur
gotta keep it moving, [?] stop until it’s over
[verse 1: strap]
b+tch, i’m international, like the [?]
[?] came from [?] look what i [?]
[?]
i wear prada shoes, you still wearing reeboks
i’m a [?] man, you be with that g shock
you a fighting man, i be with that g [?]
bottles in my hands, i got money in my pants
and all these hoes surrounding me, b+tch, you better dance
[chorus: strap]
all these b+tches round me, sitting on the sofa
pocket full of money, cash rolling like a coaster
n+gga, we don’t drive, we gon’ keep a chauffeur
gotta keep it moving, [?] stop until it’s over
[verse 2: quez]
quez!
standing on the sofa, rosay in my hand
b+tches all around, i don’t wanna dance
somebody fire the weed up, pass me a cup
’cause tonight it’s my birthday, we getting f+cked up
and getting so down, them girls can’t swim in the deep deep
so you know they go own, and they move too fast [?]
them girls, they need to slow down
yelling to the bartender, bring some more rounds
[chorus: strap]
all these b+tches round me, sitting on the sofa
pocket full of money, cash rolling like a coaster
n+gga, we don’t drive, we gon’ keep a chauffeur
gotta keep it moving, [?] stop until it’s over
[verse 3: ali]
well, i drive
real fast
hit the club, pocket full of cash
n+ggas hate
tell them kiss my ass
i’m living good, you living in the past
[?] like what’s up?
told them b+tches come on up
pour some liquor in my cup
and imma pour some in her cup
we gon’ get them f+cked up
and we gon’ take them to the crib
bottle poppin all night long, [?] that’s how i live
[chorus: strap]
all these b+tches round me, sitting on the sofa
pocket full of money, cash rolling like a coaster
n+gga, we don’t drive, we gon’ keep a chauffeur
gotta keep it moving, [?] stop until it’s over
[verse 4: machine gun kelly]
kells!
you the type to stay home
i’m the type to rage
i’m the type to have your b+tch throw panties on the stage
you the type to hate on me, ’cause you ain’t getting paid
i’m the type to have a closet with more kicks than johnny cage
all these people round me
[?]
[?]
swear them [?]
and all them girls you with, [?] already f+cked
smash them, pass them on the first night, call that sh+t beginner’s luck
kells
all i wanna do is get drunk as sh+t
hop on the couch like 106
[chorus: strap]
all these b+tches round me, sitting on the sofa
pocket full of money, cash rolling like a coaster
n+gga, we don’t drive, we gon’ keep a chauffeur
gotta keep it moving, [?] stop until it’s over
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