Swavey lyrics - Tory Lanez
You see the swave is an undeniable force
You see I wanna talk swave but don't know swave talkin'
Now I go by the name of Slim Juice
Keepin' it pimp proof through the tape proof
And I don't know if y'all have enough vernacular in your system for this swavey
Now when you swavey, you ain't no lame man 'cause you out here makin' history
Now I'ma let my brother come up here to the mic
And give y'all a lesson on here this swave play, thank you brother
Bitches on my uh 'cause I'm swavey
Niggas talkin' slick 'cause I'm swavey
Lame suckers, they know for gang G
Big old rock chain, it's lookin' like the 80's
We don't talk, we make statements
Oh yeah bruh, I mean let me take a second
This is that grade A swave play
Hand me my tail comb, baby
It's the force speakin'
So call up all of your coaches and tell them all of they ballers takin' the off season
I see your flaws like I'm palm readin'
And it's the don 1 speakin', it's the under palm treein'
Cloud speakin', palm peakin', on my own readin'
The time for me to see it, the times I'm keepin'
So they sent that player, you ain't even follow that rhyme
I'm not on your time, to catch me, roughers gotta rewind
I mean, I thought that you congratulate me
Turn around and fabricate me
The game changin', look how that fame changed 'em
It's what they say behind the line and now they friends hatin'
Wow, it's friggin' amazin'
It's crazy how I came from a young nigga
Into my country's number 1 nigga
Wow, palms thicker
I just figured fun;s thicker
This the don't you put me in the midst of mixup
I need loyalty
Now the fiends need a fix up
This is exactly what you paid for
They make time and make way for us
Tory Lanez orb, Mr. Paid For
You sure? Yeah, I'm safe sure
Haters hatin' more
There's more money than in the safe drawer
Need I say more? I brought my nigga with me. I mean when life gives me 100 reasons to cry, I show life I got a million reasons to smile. I mean 'cause in the end, it's not gon' matter how many raps I took or how many moments I took breath away. Swavey, I mean you gotta be yourself man. I mean 'cause the ones that mind don't matter, the ones that matter don't mind. Oh yeah, I don't do hip-hop music, or R&B. I do swavey, so that is the genre
Pandora Swave lyrics - Pandora Swave
This is the voice of the swave, Tory Lanez. He's not an artist, he's a selection. All things swavey, in Swavey we trust. I'm back, baby, better than never and never better than never
I opened Pandora's box and got Pandora swave
Now every time I dress, a nigga over swavey
Ain't gotta rap, my shows pay
And when I go to dinner, my hoes pay
Got the bow, we look like Ohio
Line me up some women, I make sure they single file
Got these women whinin' like I sprayed them with Biscotto
With your favourite chicken tryna get it like the lotto
Ain't got time for you, it's Swavey, I back the bottom
Got 'em talkin' 'bout that big paper, I'm stackin' bottles
And I'm shinin' like a light saber that's swervin' back
I be ballin' like a white Laker, that's workin' heavy
I got paper like the mayor, I can't do nothin' but swave it out
Girls on my dick 'cause it ain't bigger than my bank account
I mean my dick is big but there's just too much of a bank amount
Bravo switch the beat up, everythin' they think about
Pandora swave, yes I'm in that
Charlie Sheen, trickin' women
Bunch of fly flock of women chillin' with me
Charlie Sheen, trickin' women
Now, we're gonna take a break, have a rest stop. Just havin' some technical difficulties. It's just too much swave happenin'
My girl got shape like a cinderblock
I get more paper than a printer god
I don't buy my clothes, I let my women shop
'Cause they know how I'm s'posed to look when I go out
Heavy shard lazy, like it's four cities with my glasses Varsayse
Oops I mean Versace, Herachi, from 9th street
Women they harass me, they ask me to dine me
I swim, put money on these 8-7's, tell me what you talkin'
Trickin', ballin' like I play for Memphis, mean I'm on my Grizzley
Might as well just call me Michael Pippey
My last broad couldn't hang, I threw her like a frisbee
Word to the swave, I got a chick off that, nigga go on, holla
Put that big bank roll look like oblongata
But this big car note look like long thong thotta
Swave maker original dime thotta, swavey
Pandora swave, yes I'm in that
Charlie Sheen, trickin' women
Bunch of fly flock of women chillin' with me
Charlie Sheen, trickin' women
Don't worry, the swave will only be here forever
Laid Back Fun lyrics - Tory Lanez
Exclusive swave
Swavey
Ayo swavey, we did it to them
Every day stuntin', lil' buddy, gettin' money, you ain't never seen another one
Every girl love me, but there's only one me, there will never be another one
Oh my, so fly that I'm feelin' like flack yo feelings
Got stacks, stacks, stacks of that money at the top of the ceilin'
And a nigga do swerve, in the places of the world you ain't never been thought of
And a kid do ball like my nigga name Jordan and I'm Vince Carter
I could holla when you with her, she say don't like niggas, well I told her me either
And I like it like 12, I get all the white girls call me Justin Bieber
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back fun
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Why you doin' that there? Why you wearin' that dress? Did you do that for me?
And if I look sexy, then nigga, my car is a flackin' Porsche
Break it down, say it loud, let me lay ya down, we can do it all out
Let me get into position, then maybe you can switch it and try to show me what you all 'bout
Got girls, got niggas, got hoes, got purp, got bitches on deck, boy
But a nigga gettin' at it, when ya love a nigga tatted from my wrist to my neck boy
Yeah I'm tryna get studded but a kid that stay stuntin' ain't nothin' on a lay back
Told her put a her tongue here and done it in a Maybach
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back fun
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
Baby, with me, you can ride with the stars
Whatever you need, I got it in my car
Baby, with me, you can ride with the stars
Whatever you need, I got it in my car, got it in my car
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back fun
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Girl, pull back the curtains, let's have laid back
You ain't never done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
Done it in a Maybach
I Go lyrics - Tory Lanez
They still at the side door
Foreign models follow everywhere that I go
I go, I go, I go, I go, everywhere that I go
Switchin' lanes, rather we ride slow
The way that I'm livin', it's so true man, listen, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I swear that baby, I know
Introduce you to the new-new-new-new-new-new-new
UK flow, it's a new day so another girl wet like blew-blew-blew-blew
And I'm, and I'm so foreign, so fly that I'm in there soarin'
No paint, just like a McLaren, she a freak but I need me a Lauren
Duffelbag full of euros in the belly of the bearau, niggas in the Merlot
Bad ting with her hair low, I'm gettin' money like a freak and my whip is a weirdo
Got boos in my car, it's a Phantom
We shine like a broad with a light on
They ain't never call way back when
Now all the tings wanna pour with the mandem
I send them shots back around-round-round-round-round
London goin' down-down-down-down-down
Let's have some fun tonight, right, lovin' life
Under the summer light, I gets me money right
You feel the rhythm when I get 'em and I got them
Hit the rest, need to find me a shy them
You talk, need a watch, no chop man
Your dad know, so you dealin' with a bodmon
Roll with a whole squad full of bad man
Oh bye bye to your bougie ban time
Coupe look like soup with the wanton
Sit back, blow L with the mandem, swave
They still at the side door
Foreign models follow everywhere that I go
I go, I go, I go, I go, everywhere that I go
Switchin' lanes, rather we ride slow
The way that I'm livin', it's so true man, listen, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I swear that baby, I know
Sittin' back with a style full of badsies
Think about when the people used to judge me
Wanna miss call me and say, "Fuck me"
Lame 'cause they knew they want to plug me
Then I think back and I blame back
Tings tryna pull me like sling shot
In the Maybach, givin' money to the niggas tryna block
Tryna make them a quick shot
Roll out on the window, endo, even though the whip get low like limbo
For your info, kinfolk with me, hit me you get slice, no Kimbo
Your wife my bimbo, I just show her where her chin go
This that U-U-U-U-U-UK flow on you snitches
Man, I got too much time on my mind for me to catch and get away
Now let me leave and take your girl oxygen away
I'm sippin' coolers, that's the summer breeze
Somehow I can't recollect my memories
My bad, I said I'm UK swavey
So all the girls, they go UK crazy
My bad, I said I'm UK swavey
So all the girls, they go UK crazy
They still at the side door
Foreign models follow everywhere that I go
I go, I go, I go, I go, everywhere that I go
Switchin' lanes, rather we ride slow
The way that I'm livin', it's so true man, listen, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I swear that baby, I know
Put the needle on the record, let it play, let it play, away
Foreign Models want to follow, let 'em play, let 'em play, away
I don't want to hear no chat
Ya hear blood?
Before I run in your house with a bump and end it
It's UK Lanez, yeah
Me and Sunny want all the girls, yeah
Styll lyrics - Tory Lanez
Swavey
Haha ay yo Jae Fressco
They be askin' why us Canadian niggas say styll
Yeah Canada
Ridin', turnin' corners like I'm Sprewell
So much money, I can't even fit my jeans well
Girls love me 'cause my engine is a V12
I'm a boss, ain't gon' tell you all the details
Mememe, ay boy, I'm who your girl tryna like
Mememe, ay boy, you won't see me tryna wife
They wonder who I'm rhymin' like, they bump me like I'm china white
I try to be stuntin' but red and blue colors be clashing and having a diamond fight
Fly talk, fly talk, nigga, it's that fly talk
And I am so fly that I can jump and touch the sidewalk
Platinum in my grill, bitch, listen to when I talk
Haters how you feel, trick? I'm on your girl iPod
I'm ridin', styll, shining', styll
Your girl on my dick, she love my diamonds, styll
I got guala, styll, dolla, bills
Girls love a nigga, wanna holla, styll
I'm ridin', styll, shining in my Rollie
Your girl on my dick, she love my diamonds in my Rollie, styll
I got guala, styll, dollar, bills
Girls love a nigga, wanna holla, styll
White boy shorts lookin' awesome
Bad blonde chick, I call her Blossom
Rims cripin' with a swan bangin' swanson
Your chick trippin', I'ma kick her out my car again
My buttoned up cardigan look like the start of the hardest shit you ever seen
Meaning I could probably pull all the women in which you have currently been, with
I ain't no one to fib with, why? 'Cause I am a misfit
But I am so swavey that I can say anythin' to you and I can make hits
Ooh, swear I break it down
Bottle rate is goin' up, that's my bank account
Ooh, lemme say it loud
Strong trees, bad broads, lemme break 'em down
I'm ridin', styll, shining', styll
Your girl on my dick, she love my diamonds, styll
I got guala, styll, dolla, bills
Girls love a nigga, wanna holla, styll
I'm ridin', styll, shining in my Rollie
Your girl on my dick, she love my diamonds in my Rollie, styll
I got guala, styll, dollar, bills
Girls love a nigga, wanna holla, styll
Jewelry game screamin' with the loud bling
Stackin' money 'bout as tall as Yao Ming
Bad girl from the ghetto, that's my wild thing
Car soundin' like my speaker is a loud thing
Fresher than niggas who hating, swavey
Been pressin' the niggas who fakin', swavey
She has to be yours, I done had her before
I'm not impressed with the chick you datin'
No no no, that is not swavey
Your girl is definitely, anti-swave
Anti-swave
My girls are Bajan or Asian persuasion or maybe she's even Jamaican
I skeet on your women and sleep on you niggas like I live life in a vacation
Bangin' 'cause I'm wildin', Asian chick from Shaolin
Bank account is so big, that I could fit your child in
Bank cards I'm swipin', bad broads I'm pipin'
Tongue here and it's fun here, I'm too young here to be wifin'
You can be the star, Tory is the centrefold
And I just hit your broad, now she open like an envelope
I'm sick with no antidote and uh, why you in her for?
Whip game fruity, it be lookin' like some cantaloupe
I'm ridin', styll, shining', styll
Your girl on my dick, she love my diamonds, styll
I got guala, styll, dolla, bills
Girls love a nigga, wanna holla, styll
'Bout 10 seconds of talkin' that good ish and I'ma talk that good ish right styll. Time is money styll. Everybody know we in the buildin' styll. I'm with your girl styll and I got her in my knapsack styll. I ain't even gotta front though. What up Jae Fresco? Exclusive swave
Happy Hour lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Kid Ink)
Know you messin' with a winner, baby
I mean we only with the best though
You know I never fail, right?
I mean but it's not about me
'Cause we can leave the season in a bliss
Say the best silence is me with a kiss
Well, I guess I got a meetin' with your lips
In case with your face and agree with your hips
They say love's just agreement with a twist
Me, I see love is the reason we exist
And baby, you the sweetest, see you click
And I would hate to see you leave for someone else who ain't this
Yeah, I know your ex man ain't shit
Try to get another but the next can't hit
It's daylight and we ain't even came yet
And I ain't gotta even know her name yet
I hit the spots that your ex can't get
Even though X marks it, I'll be in the star ship
Bringin' you the stars 'til you star sick
Then I turn it 'round like a boss spin, daily costin'
Back to the crib
Thinkin' 'bout takin' you home after the club
Shawty, you turnin' me on in the club
One shot, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
Two shots, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
Excuse me girl, I'm not tryin' to interrupt you from talkin'
But you're somethin' special that just caught my heart
I wonder why
But hey, how you doin' anyway?
Girl, you can have anythin'
Right after the club
'Cause your home girls came with they dresses on
And they hair all done from they hair salon
And they might as well get they drinkin' on
Here's your favourite song
Back to the crib
Thinkin' 'bout takin' you home after the club
Shawty, you turnin' me on in the club
One shot, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
Two shots, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
It's clear to see, I wanna take you home
Happy hour in the bed, bring a friend, 2 for 1
Let's have another drink, I can tell you a freak, tired of sex on the beach
The way you dance, I swear it looks like you havin' sex with the beat
Quarter past 1, still ain't tired, turnin' me on, no assembly required
Legs long, island ice tea, when you wanna leave?
Car's outside, valet got the keys, let's chill, feel the breeze
What you think? Is that somethin' we can sip to? Just wanna get you
Back to the crib
Thinkin' 'bout takin' you home after the club
Shawty, you turnin' me on in the club
One shot, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
Two shots, it's happy hour in the bed, shawty
Swavey, you know you bad though
It's cool 'cause I like it, it's happy hour
On again and on again
Woo, that boy that got that voice, boy
Wooden Beads lyrics - Tory Lanez
Canada
You know the wooden beads
Uh, Swavey, baby
Hola how you do me, this that Polo with that Louis
I'm Pacino in this bitch and you Manolo in that movie
This that Uzi, I'm no thug, no bitch can't use me, I'm no drug
But I put that toolie to your mug, hot as a two-piece to your tongue
Canada conglomerate, blammers I've got on my back
You ain't gotta go to the zoo to see where them llamas at
Put them 24s on my coupe, it look like I'm tryna stack
Higher than a pile at the laundromat, Swavey
I be stackin' books, so I'm a time-is-money author
Please don't hit my phone, unless that thing a money offer
I be ballin' so hard that my name fill the whole roster
I can never go to jail 'cause boy I own a law firm
Bitch, I got that twista in my swisha
This the shit to hit ya frame until you niggas get the picture
I just hit 180 on my jigsaw, that's your lady? She my bitch
Look I'm so mixed up, where my fix-up?
Hola, cómo está? Spanish women on my jock
Spend so much guap at the club that they had to ban me from the spot
I live in Miami where it's hot and I get in them panties, where your spot?
I be sippin' that liquor that put me inside the position to get me to gettin' that guap, boy
Hop in my delorous-lorious, y'all niggas should forfeit, forfeit
My new chick is so bad, so bad, she used to be your bitch, your bitch
Hear you haters talkin', but I just ignore it
My money, my lady, she overweight, I feel like I'm Norbit
Don't take a picture, take a look at me
Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads
Hatin' on money, you couldn't be
Oh and I'm so sick, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me (I'm going back in Jae! Yeah)
Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads
Back in this bitch and I'm packin' a fifth
And I'm ready for action, you actin' the ish
And you talkin' that trash, it's a smack to your lips
I don't give a fuck 'bout it, I'm packin' a clip
That'll give you that static with that automatic
I let niggas have it who's back in that ratchet
Despite all the havoc, I have what you lackin'
You assholes, fastfo'd
Rewind, now we are on me time
Niggas got them pies and I ain't talkin' 'bout them Key Limes
Ooh, I'm sayin' this more than two times
Sayin' this more than two times
Thousand-thousand-thousand dollar necklace out of Dubai
Look up in the sky and you would see me if I flew by
Put that .22 right to the middle of your two eyes
If you in the building, bitch, meet the new guy (new guy)
If you in the building, bitch, meet the new guy
Oh you love me? Me too, I'm ridin' with no G2
I just call her up before I beat it, get her pre-juiced
Tryna get this cash but if I smash, she can be loose
I'm too busy bein' me, so fuck tryna be you, Swavey
Don't take a picture, take a look at me
Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads
Hatin' on money, you couldn't be
Oh and I'm so sick, these niggas sick of me (haha)
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me (and i'm so sick these niggas sick of me nigga)
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me
Aww, Swavey, these niggas sick of me (Get used to being sick motherfucker! Yeah)
Boy, I goes hard, this my wooden beads
Ay, ay Jae Fresco, ay, ay, ay Jae Fresco. Give these niggas a fuckin' year supply of thermometers, some Tylenol, and some Robitussin. These niggas sick of us nigga. Yeah, Swavey, Canada. And I say that to the death, nigga, uh. Yo Cirraco take my beat out man, I don't want these niggas loopin' it
F.L.Y lyrics - Tory Lanez
Tell me what happened to us?
Mishaps, the trust, the laughs, the love, couple things we ain't doing now
I hear you say you movin' on and you movin' out
It's like we been in jail, I ain't know you was out
Say you want some new shit, you chuckin' your deuces
I'm like "Who are you Chris?" girl, you know that's foolish
I feel the rougher we come, fuck it, the lovin' is done
Chuck it up in a bums bucket and cover with gum
Lucky I'm a rugged brother, feel like the lovin' was fun
Now it's done, send it back, give up and refund
See the thing about love is it comes when it comes
But when it leaves, it'll hurt like a cut in the gums
No jumpin' the gun, think you've paired up with the one
Until one day she had enough, it's fed up and it's done
So don't ever take for granted what your mind feel
Remember she can be the one but only time tells
Said I'ma write it down, hopin' you reply
I'ma throw it up, throw this to the sky
Now it's floatin' up, look at where it fly
Look at who we were, look at who we are now
I wish we could fly
I wish I could take you up and fly
And this my notice to the sky
I'm just gon' throw it up and hope it lands in front of you
This is about us, this is about trust
This isn't about lust or none of that other stuff
This is is about truth, whenever truth occurs
Do you have the courage to tell the truth instead of words?
I dislike liars, I'm just like Mia, you get the best of me and I just might fire
And it's the main reason I can't give you all my feelings or nothin'
I feel like you frontin', I feel like you be dealin'
With somethin' that got nothin' to do with me
And look what you do to me, try to give you a truer me
But you was just foolin' me
I guess the fool is me and little foolish me
I was just tryna make it better for you and me
And what I couldn't see is that me and you
Will never ever be who we use to be
And I took for granted what my mind told
I had to sit and let it happen and only time told, Swavey
Said I'ma write it down, hopin' you reply
I'ma throw it up, throw this to the sky
Now it's floatin' up, look at where it fly
Look at who we were, look at who we are now
I wish we could fly
I wish I could take you up and fly
And this my notice to the sky
I'm just gon' throw it up and hope it lands in front of you
Winnerlude lyrics - Tory Lanez
Ayo, what's happenin'?
I just took this time to stop the mixtape just to win
I mean I walk down the block and I win
I keep tyin' my shoe, every day like win
Can't stop winnin', win
Disgustin', I can't stop winnin', win
This a disease, I should not win
So many times
I mean I should not be winnin' this many times, win
Jae Fresco is down the block and win
Again! I can't stop it again, it's just win
Keeps winnin', win
Just can't stop winnin'
Hey Sonny Diamonds, he was just engineerin' my track and win
All over again, bro, it's fuckin' crazy, win
I mean if you're lookin' for us, we'll be out in Dubai just winnin', win
Now remember folks, when you go with the swave, you win
10 Times lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Meek Mill)
[Tory Lanez:]
I mean this time, like everythin' is swavey
Innit bruh, everythin' is swaved out
Swavey jean jackets, swave Adidas track shoes
Swave everythin', Canada
My down chick never had a father
But now she call me daddy, he don't have to bother
Her ass big, my stacks larger
Girl, come and get this money that's your last offer
Model in the whip, look like Olive Wine
Kiss me when I holler, you miss out on guap
Women wanna plug 'em 'cause I'm in the game
Stop playin' with that brains, I ain't into games
Me, I'm in the women and I'm spendin' change
I pay for the girl if that chick a dame
Lemme take a second, one, two
My bitches rare, make 'em wear 'em, one, two
Say my name, say my name, what you want, nigga?
It's a party, where the women? We don't want niggas
I'm O ballin', like I'm O'Neill
Talkin' slick, I'll make them niggas eat the whole meal
Gettin' brain in the whip bumpin' N Rhymes
Bad women, I hit about ten times
Hit the J with the friend from the westside
Bad women, I hit about ten times
How you do that?
Talkin' to the money, yeah I do that
Say how you do that?
Your women love me, yeah I knew that
[Meek Mill:]
I say, 100k, I blew that, they like how you do that?
We up in the building, nigge, where the fuck is you at?
Steppin' out the G4, where my parachute at?
Louboutins sneakers is so bloody, where my shoe at?
'Cause I got 'em red bottoms, nigga you ain't got 'em
Swizzy in designer, I'm so swavey when I rock 'em
I'm lookin' like a million cash, but better yet, my stash
If a nigga owe me money, I'ma take it out his ass
Ten bad bitches, fuck 'em ten times
You either gettin' it or hatin', it's a thin line
Hope you gettin' yours 'cause I'm gettin' mine
I rock this Audemaur, ain't never set the time
Pretty women and they all tens
I be swingin' 9 like I'm golfin'
Jumpin' out the water like a dolphin
At king of diamonds store, throw money and we all in
[Tory Lanez:]
Gettin' brain in the whip bumpin' N Rhymes
Bad women, I hit about ten times
Hit the J with the friend from the westside
Bad women, I hit about ten times
How you do that?
Talkin' to the money, yeah I do that
Say how you do that?
Your women love me, yeah I knew that
I'm livin' large for a young nigga, my bad
I'm livin' large 'cause my fun's bigger
I'm gettin' green like a drug dealer
If you ask me, I say, "Fuck niggas"
I'm on my own, I'm all alone
I took her from the club and never brought her home
Don't tell your daddy, leave his daughter home
'Fore that nigga look and see his daughter gone
I make 'em hotter than an iron four
Say you hit my chick, why is you lyin' for?
Don't even get him play, why is you tryin' for?
She want the scream and I'm a dinosaur
And it's 24 hours 'til that offer gone
Spend 20 thou', shoulda left it all at home
I ain't trippin', I'ma make some more
Squad full off sweet women, I'ma make you smart
Gettin' brain in the whip bumpin' N Rhymes
Bad women, I hit about ten times
Hit the J with the friend from the westside
Bad women, I hit about ten times
How you do that?
Talkin' to the money, yeah I do that
Say how you do that?
Your women love me, yeah I knew that
Aw yeah bro, I mean my BlackBerry about to die. I wrote all my swavey talk in it on the notepad on there. Ayo Jae, pass my charger. Yeah we good. Green tee with the honey and gin thing, nigga. Full glasses of Nuvo for the new hoes. Can't fit 2 hoes in my 2 door. Baby girl, I'm sorry. Jordans on my feet, what number are these? I don't know, I just bough 'em from Flight Club. We was out there, Jae Fresco on that thing live. 100% swavey, ain't nothin' less than the best. Team swavey. Oh I fly with the Fresco only and that's the no H in the hate, know they diggin'. I talk swave but I French kiss, baby. Oh and um, last but definitely not least, Canada
Slept On You lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Bun B)
[Bun B:]
Man, this girl a dime with a penny added
Lookin' like my future wife, somebody let me at it
Damn baby, it's the business and built for it
Sittin' on swole, man, I had to get some seals for it
I walked up and said, "Let me introduce me"
You lookin' like a star, we need to make a movie
She said it's cool and all but you must not remember that
We made one in September, damn I must've slept on you, girl
[Tory Lanez:]
You, talkin' 'bout we met before this
Girl, I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on
You killin' em, dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you
I slept on you
I don't know how I could of slept on you
I slept on you
Baby girl, I must of slept on
Ain't no way that I could miss you, girl
Your face is worth my kisses, plus you paint that perfect picture
You the baddest and I never had a chick that has your status
So I'm glad but all them hatin' chicks, they mad
Ha ha, laughin' in they faces, guess they just gon' have to face it
Coppin' cases of your favourite bottles, prolly gettin' wasted
Layin' naked on the beaches, check the facial on your features
I mean features on your facial, all them divas they must hate ya like they racist
But they racial profilin' on your style because we colors, you be wylin'
Girl, your tan is from the island, as your man, you keep me smilin'
Buy you handfuls of the finest, you the finest
Time is money, use the label but your face is just so timeless
You, talkin' 'bout we met before this
Girl, I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on
You killin' em, dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you
I slept on you
I don't know how I could of slept on you
I slept on you
I slept on you, girl, I'm so sorry
Come here, work that body, rock that dress for me
Yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, Canada
You, talkin' 'bout we met before this
Girl, I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on
You killin' em, dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you
Still Cute lyrics - Tory Lanez
What's good Sunny? Yeah. Now um, while my beats get louder in the back, I'ma take this time to talk a lil swave to you
Let it marinate. I'm a cute nigga, we know this
You a cute nigga if you hatin' 'cause I'm nice
Know that I'm ballin', they call a nigga Jerry Rice
I'm back on my schedule, you know I'm bumpin' in the field
I came off the tour, player, we made 4 mil
Apart from my niggas, you niggas tryna do dirty
I jump in the Beem homie, you know I'm ridin' dirty
It's Canada nigga, I got the country on my BI
Two bad women, I bet I can turn 'em bi
Hol' up, call me Mr. Cash Get It
Orange Lamborghini, lookin' like we classin' up
You're on the phone millionaire, be your last dinner
Tell them goons get my back and they ain't even add niggas
Turn up the speakers pimp and you know it penetrate
I came to the club, I sat that bitch on 28s
I ain't on a budget, you know I'm spendin' money great
But I still go to dinner and I make 100k
Shinin' on my schedule, I spend 90 on my bezzle
And I'm lookin' hotter than an iron on a kettle
80 on my neck and 211 on the bottle
You know swavey, that's the model, so we only backin' models, Swavey
I woke up, I'm still cute
That's your new girl? She'll do
Old money, mills do
New shoes on the coupe, where the roof?
I think that it's time we put you niggas in the lay off
Know that I'm ballin' and put a nigga in the Playoffs
Canada bull ridin', Pirellis in the coupe
Don't gotta be watchin' them jack boys on the stoop
It's money we makin', you know a nigga really get it
And we gon' ball because we stackin' 'til we tippin'
I'm blowin' the money on me, you know I'm gettin' paper
And if you trip, trippin' then I gotta see you later
All the women buggin', she just chucked it for a bill
Baby by the field like we duffin' off a pill
And I'm wearin' Js, 150 for my sneakers
I'm tryna grow my hair, women say they love my features, Swavey
I woke up, I'm still cute
That's your new girl? She'll do
Old money, mills do
New shoes on the coupe, where the roof?
I woke up, I'm still cute
That's your new girl? She'll do
Old money, mills do
New shoes on the coupe, where the roof?
Yo, I'm so gorgeous. I'm gorgeous, babe, don't lie. It's not my fault, blame your girl for doin' me. Yeah, ay Jae Fresco, what up my nigga? Old dog, old dizzy. Real shit, nigga. I got that green sweater, baby and I'ma count that shit again. Adidas tracksuits, we all talk, baby. What up Sunny, engineer niggas know what it is. Sunny Diamonds, baby. What up Soulja? Oh yeah play boy. Naw, baby, put that jacket on. Leave them heels on. Now take it off quick, Swavey, baby
Shotgun lyrics - Tory Lanez
It's love, we just caught in the moment
Swavey, baby, yeah
Say you're frustrated, baby
Your main game, you do it right
I get so impatient, baby
Thinkin' 'bout you tonight
Cock it back and lay your body on me
Squeeze like
I love it when you get trigger happy
With me tonight
I do what you want, girl
Yeah, you gon' be my tiger
And leave a little some, girl
You know, you gotta do this
I scream for you
Promise we'll be alright
Tonight you
Bang like a shotgun
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
Bang like a shotgun
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
You say you're home waitin', baby
Shawty, please don't get me started now
I'm Mother Nature's baby
Get the key to my car and start it up
Load it, load it, load it, load it
So fast that we don't know where we are
I'll be there in a moment
You know everythin' I'm down for
Girl, we can do it where the wind blows
We can do it with your head up out the window
Anyway you like it, baby
I wanna make you scream
Oh, I wanna you scream
Oh, wanna make you shout
I scream for you
Promise we'll be alright
Tonight you
Bang like a shotgun
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
Bang like a shotgun
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
Bang, cock it low, cock it back, let it blow
Beautiful Refugee lyrics - Tory Lanez
She said she born up Tiny Island in Tapioca
I heard she got 10 from deported out in Mexico
They tried to send 'em home but she say, "Let me go"
They put the tracker in her purse so they know where she go
I told her run, run, run, run, run
This country no win ting for you, you, you and me
Beautiful refugee
And even when she stayin' with me in the tropical
She always checkin' off her phone and say she got to go
Would love to keep her here forever but I can't
And the harsh reality of what I think
'Cause she's on the run, yeah yeah, she's on the run
She's on the run to America, oh
So tell me why they wan' take from me?
My beautiful refugee
She, she's so sweet
So why they wan' take her from me?
My beautiful refugee
Why they wan' take her from me?
My beautiful refugee
So why they wan' take her from me?
They always seem to know just where she go
Up in the Hamptons, had her dancin', tell her go
She know they follow her everywhere that she go out
Don't need to tell her 'bout the government, she know about
She say, "Why, why them chase me?
I just want to roam free
As a beautiful refugee"
She say she hate it when they catch her on a J
She on a mission, she say she will never fail
She told me every second counts, can't let a day go
She say they wanna deport her back to Tapioca
She's on the run, yeah yeah, she's on the run
She's on the run to America, oh
So tell me why they wan' take from me?
My beautiful refugee
She, she's so sweet
So why they wan' take her from me?
My beautiful refugee
Why they wan' take her from me?
My beautiful refugee
So why they wan' take her from me?
Wind It (Remix) lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Justin Bieber)
[Justin Bieber:]
Girl, I love it when you wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it
You shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down
Girl, I wanna see you wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it
Girl, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down
Girl, I wanna see you wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it
[Tory Lanez:]
Baby, when you drop it low, you bring it back and drop it slow
I have to ask on my behalf, can you come here
And wind it back the whole way down?
Let me watch the whole way down
I, I say girl you know you got me movin'
I can feel your body groovin'
Back and forth, you pull me over
Let me bring your body back the whole way down
Let me watch the whole way down
I'm northern lights, she a southern girl
Magazine love, be my cover girl
She's a fly gal, be my hover girl
Body fragile, ain't no Tupperware
See me I love to work, no one will ever duck
Them other women she don't see 'em like they lover there
Yeah they be hatin' 'cause I be there in December fur
Although they love you, it feels like they don't care
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh
You are now the finest woman on my roster
You know I'm tryna crack it open like a locker
You dancin' like a movie, you deserve an Oscar
[Justin Bieber:]
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
[Tory Lanez:]
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
Bust it out
Right now, you are in that swave, swave, swave
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
I can't wait 'til the sun goes down
When you dance with me, let it go go down
[Justin Bieber:]
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Girl, I love it when you wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it
You shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down
Girl, I wanna see you wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it, wind it
Girl, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down, shut the club down
Girl, I wanna see you wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it, please just press rewind it
Wind it, wind it
Where My Problems Go lyrics - Tory Lanez
Aw yeah, bro
No, I'm not an intruder
I'm just joinin' in intercourse
With the daughters of America
Man, I'm so cool, I be ridin' all swavey
Chillin' with some girls all they all Caucasian
I live in the colours, I see all y'all chasin'
And if you don't believe me, I say all y'all racist
Been thinkin' 'bout this plan for a long time
I told my boss F you, man, I'm gon' ride
And all them thievin', I'm believin', chicks that think that I'm conceited
Tryna pull a Michael Jackson while they take my dick and beat it
Here's a middle finger for you, hope you like it
Standin' on the ceilin', feelin' higher than a fly kid
And I say F your friends 'cause they always up in my shit
And I been here so long, long that I'm sky sick
I'm so swavey, they say that time is of the essence
No need to worry, baby, I am of the freshness
Would it be the diamonds on my necklace?
That's my time tell, come home then rewind
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
Ready to ride, woo
Ready to ride, ready to ride
Man, been drivin' down the runway the wrong way
Local radio lettin' my song play
Canadian jewellery on my arm, eh
All of the lights got me feelin' like a Kanye
It's been a long day, my diamonds dancin'
So your girl wanna be my prom date, yeah, long as she bomb, hey hey hey
Tell your friends to tell they friends friends friends
That I'm multiplyin' money by the tens, tens, tens
This the move that we makin', it's the money you see
Say you love bein' you, when I know you would love to be me
It's easy for you to try to read me
I keep it funky, fresh and freezy
Never greezy, you ain't see me
Man, I just need to be up on a resort of some sort
I want girls who come forth and be part of my comfort
I'm a young nigga, I love sports, I love my girl but I plug whores
I make it fast like jump doors, take all the cash, feel no remorse
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
I need a place we can go, get away
It's a place where all my problems go, Swavey
Ready to ride, ready to ride
Ready to ride, ready to ride
The Making lyrics - Tory Lanez
I mean I figured, I figured I'd give you the real me
So you could feel me, yeah
This is what I call the makin' of the motherlovin' greatest
Amazin' how I made it through the gutter to your playlist
Some still wondered, I tunnel through all the hatin'
And I made it to the top, y'all can stop your debatin'
I lay face with my face to the pavement
Days when I slept on the floor, my aunt's basement
Ain't lookin' for remorse, I just showin' you the basics
Course I was forced to make it or be the wasted
Niggas could've loved, instead they engraved hatred in they hearts for me
Please God, turn the cards for me
I'm on top of the world with no apostrophe
I know my mother's up there with you
I know she lookin' down at me through a clear picture
Bear with me, let me share with you
'Cause in my lifetime, I jot it down when I write rhymes
See I was left lane cruisin', I wasn't in my right mind
How could y'all judge me?
If y'all don't love me, just say you don't love me
Fuck it, I ain't lookin' for your love nor judgement
Long as this money more comin'
Niggas I don't love nor trust them
The grind got me addicted to cash flow
Room spinnin', feel I'm sippin' in a fast forward motion
Tell the waiter pass more portion
Gotta thank God for my mom, she could have had an abortion
I'm true meanin' that dreams can come true
If somethin' that's a lie can never become true
So if you got a dream, believe and just you
'Cause when everybody gone, who left? Just you
We can master crash up bein' active
We are more than people, we are the masters
If I wasn't here, I prolly be in the casket
Gotta get money, nigga, fuck livin' average
Come on niggas, you gotta think smarter
When you ain't got much, you gotta think Sparta
Life swing at you, you gotta swing harder
Think before I shoot, it's more Vince Carter
Uh, I been alone since 14
Was forced to be the man on my own since 14
Stand for more things but plans for more dreams
They put me in positions to sit inside the land of no dreams
How could you blame me? This is my life, nigga
This no entertainment and nigga, this is real
If it's fakin', I never claim it
My life written in stone, this shit is ancient
This is ancient like a slave ship
Niggas pussy 'cause I take trips all around down
Now I'm on my grizzly jams, to the damn town
Know I'm on curve busy like a pretty, brown round nickel
I can't let the time just pass me
So don't worry 'bout me
Baby I'm outchea
Dreams that I'm chasin', I can't forsake them
But I'm gon' chase my dreams until I die
So don't worry 'bout me
Baby I'm outchea
Dreams that I'm chasin', I can't forsake them
Yeah, constant repetition
It's passive aggression
I mean I been doin' this so long
It's like I feel like
I could go twice what I already did
Feel me
Outro lyrics - Tory Lanez
Oh yeah, I mean I'm glad y'all tuned in
It's been a great tape
I mean but I couldn't do it without leavin', Swavey
Extraordinary nigga, baby
I only do extraordinary things
Look, I be skippin' class, fast women with ass
Last niggas to smash was the team bigger than that
I don't see niggas though, figured it be rap 'cause
We fast livin' ballers and the bad bitches spoil us
I am takin' shots, celebratin' me guap makin'
Pussy niggas pissy mad at the way that God made it
Live, familiar to y'all, I made it to the top
Hatin' ass niggas, had to go get you past niggas
So I ball, she in like my drawers
When I was only a fetus, I keep it on only the G'est
These dames see us, freeze us like the gang mistreated
Women good gushy, only hit it when I need it
I got the game on the lot like it's house arrest
Got your dame on my jock, gave her mouth a rest
Playin' beer pong, money and my hair long
Therefore dog, I'm pluggin' hoes 'til I'm gone
Me and Sunny D, lovin' the freaks and fuckin' for free
That's why them real niggas fuck with me
Plus the hoes love us, on the mission to get this dough from us
They tryna poke a hole and so, I bring my own rubbers
But no love for hoes with no number
Oh, I'm so fucked up, been livin' in the moment
These hoes don't want you when you lease, they want you when you own it
Yes, Canadian best, I don't you know it homie, motherfucker
Bollin' in my two door, cut the beat up
Layin' back without the seat up, no come drive with my feet
Niggas lie, it's why these niggas surprised
They ain't never met a nigga this G
Bollin' in my two door, cut the beat up
Layin' back without the seat up, no come drive with my feet
Niggas lie, it's why these niggas surprised
They ain't never met a nigga this G
Hand me my tail comb Cindy
This is an extraordinary nigga named Slim Juice
I keeps it pimpin', playa
And I ain't into the name talkin'
But all that swave blockin' gon' get you fucked up
Now Tory Lanez is a playa
And he ain't got no time to be jivin' with you anti-swavin' ass
Bumb-ass niggas
Every time we do, it's gon' be swavey
And you ain't never, ever, ever, ever, ever gon' witness
Another Canadian nigga genre like this here brother
Tory motherfuckin' Lanez, Swavey
Let Me Know lyrics - Tory Lanez
Uh, you got your own list of problems
And really I can't do shit to solve 'em
Wanna hit a nigga up like, "Why you dissin'?"
Well this time, I ain't got time so girl, dismiss it
Kissin' on your neck, you be givin' that disrespect
Until I give you this dick up in your chest
And you hit me like, "Damn bae, damn bae
That shit feel so damn great"
Start confessin', you so weak
That you can't even stand straight
Start again, arguin', talkin' 'bout you can't stand me
Like I don't understand you and you don't understand me
Damn girl, my head hurt, need to stop that for your man's sake
And you walk up out that door and slap me like a hand shake, damn
Girl, I've been thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you
Hopin' that you thinkin' 'bout me, thinkin' 'bout me, thinkin' 'bout me
Just let me know, just let me know
Just let me know, just let me know
Yeah, you be comin' 'round with all that cussin'
We can have a conversation but damn, what's with all that fussin'?
What's worse is you used to call a nigga your husband
Guess I ain't that man no more
I guess I really ain't in your plans no more
But damn you cold and damn you know
And damn you so and now you know
Make me wanna take my hands and oh
But I ain't gon' do that 'cause I ain't gon' do that
Say you gotta man well, I already knew that
Well I'll be in the new back 'cause I ain't takin' you back
Already been through that and I ain't tryna do that
Places I be racin' though with laces, I won't lace you though
Amazin' how a relationship can go from a yes to a blatant no, no
Well it's amazin' what the brain can know
'Cause the dumb motherfucker that'll stick around any longer is the same motherfucker you mistake me for, damn girl
Girl, I've been thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you
Hopin' that you thinkin' 'bout me, thinkin' 'bout me, thinkin' 'bout me
Just let me know, just let me know
Just let me know, just let me know
Oh let me know, let me know
Oh let me know, let me know
Oh let me know, let me know
Oh let me know, let me know
Just let me know
Baby girl, I'm thinkin' 'bout ya
Please don't leave me outchea
All alone
I can't leave you
I can't leave you alone
Girl, let me know, let me know
Oh girl, let me know, let me know
Oh, let me know, let me know
Oh, let me know, let me know, oh
Situation lyrics - Tory Lanez
Ay girl, I know it's been a long while since we last talked
It's been about a couple years now, we been away too long
I wish that I could pick it up, from where we left off
Now girl, I know it ain't the same now, I heard you got a man
But look at what you look like, girl, you don't understand
If we get caught up in the mood, crack a bottle of the Rosé
Would you wanna be my boo? Would you wanna be my shawty?
What if we go out, do all your favourite things
Everything's alright, tell me do you think this could be
A situation, situation
Uh, seems rain is the weather
Know the situation ain't makin' things better
But nowadays, shawty duckin' under pressure
'Cause it seems conversations full of fuck it and whatevers
Still she love me, it's a blessing
Still she got another lover and she love when they together
But fuck it, it's whatever
'Cause we ought to get to touchin', you don't know what do next
A situation come usually
But she ain't love the man her man used to be
I just wanna see it truthfully
I just wanna see it truthfully
I just wanna see it truthfully
I just wanna see it truthfully
The situation is serious, had to break it down
Let's lay under the summer, lemme break you down
Muai tai dinners, you penners with cubes in 'em
Religion True denims that match mine, you damn fly
Look you better than Miss Curly Sue
I would cop you the ring, rocky pearly blue
Baby, we can be a match, that'll surely do
With my fly stacks and curvey you
Just hit me in the early now
If we get caught up in the mood, crack a bottle of the Rosé
Would you wanna be my boo? Would you wanna be my shawty?
What if we go out, do all your favourite things
Everything's alright, tell me do you think this could be
A situation, situation
Now baby, what if we go out
What if we do your things
Like everything's alright
Tell baby, do you think
Now baby, what if we go out
What if we do your things
Like everything's alright
Tell baby, do you think
What if we go out, do all your favourite things
Everything's alright, tell me do you think this could be
A situation, situation
Listen baby, I know you with him and all, but you need to be with me. I could treat you way, way better. I know you like that. So let it be a situation, baby.
Say Hello lyrics - Tory Lanez
Now baby, I've been thinkin' lately
Beauty in pictures shit, pictures that I've been paintin'
Think you a cutie, baby, your beauty is amazin'
I wanna say somethin' to you but don't wanna be basic
Thinkin' should say hi, or should I let it go
Can make it through the eye, but we've been here before
Girl, do we even try? Baby, I should let you know
When another brother come up, I prolly couldn't let you go
Now shawty, know we young but why are we bein' patient?
Time is of the virtue, why is it bein' wasted?
Wanna be your man, I'm tryna be in the placement
Talkin' 'bout the man who tryna be a replacement, listen
I lay somethin' and tell you I ain't frontin'
Say it to my face when you tell me, you ain't runnin'
And if you straight clean and baby, the pain comin'
All I needin' for you to do is say somethin', please
Why don't you say hello, say hello
I see you starin', won't you say hello?
Say hello, say hello
I say to sing because your beautiful, say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Now baby hurry, we gettin' hasty
Got me feelin' faded from every time that you face me
Got me in the moves 'cause baby that's where you take me
Right up in the brain, just place me in case we
Feelin' like the race we runnin' is untastely
Feelin' like the change is comin' is come vaguely
Feel my heart race like the F1 blazin'
Thinkin' you the girl, not a next one baby
Now we can keep it cool or we can sit and laugh
But don't waste me and you off the issues of the past
I'm itchin' to sit in a position to be your man
You got me afflicted, I'm really feelin' it's a plan
Listen, I'm feelin' you but the message ain't gettin' through
Shawty, is it true just expressions of lettin' go
'Cause all you wanna do is to tell you and let you know
And all you got to do is say hello
Why don't you say hello, say hello
I see you starin', won't you say hello?
Say hello, say hello
I say to sing because your beautiful, say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Take a chance, take a risk
You may find yourself falling in love
Only you hold the keys
To escape from the all the fears of your heart
So say, say something to me
Just say something to me
Just say something to me
Just say something to me
Just say something to me
Just say something to me
Why don't you say hello, say hello
I see you starin', won't you say hello?
Say hello, say hello
I say to sing because your beautiful, say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Your eyes, your hair, your lips, your scent, your smile
Makes me wanna say hello
Murcielago lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. Sean Kingston)
[Tory Lanez:]
Yeah, okay, I'm blowin' money fast but no, they don't call me Rick
Fresh up out that Callie, Louis duffle full of sticks
I know what to look so white, mama named Vicky
I told her stop suckin', girl, you givin' me a hickie
Name's on the record, wonder on the beat
Get your stamped out like we're drummin' with the feet
I'm a D Wade nigga, swipe it, comin' with the Heat
Lamborghini bird, it be hummin' when it speak
Know I'm in the buildin' like my desk up in the office
Now my money longer, doin' neck up on an ostrich
I'm so f'in' gone that I've tested alcoholic
And yeah, I'm rappin' like I'm reppin' for my college
[Sean Kingston & Tory Lanez:]
Messin' with the kid, no, yeah, I know a big hoe
Ride around town in my new Murcielago
Canada, oh whoa
Canada, oh whoa
I get the money pronto, sittin' in the condo
Better cuff your girl 'fore I fly her to Toronto
Canada, oh whoa
Canada, oh whoa
[Tory Lanez:]
Boy, I'm back up in it like I'm flackin' with your main
High pay longer than the highway lane do
We be talkin' money, shawty, don't you like my ligo?
I ain't coughin' nothin', I just play 'em like a banjo
And your girl know I'm sippin' rum, rum
Give you tongue, tongue 'til I get it dumb, dumb
How I do it, I'm the new Sean Con
Money like a lawyer, got it in a lump some
Stuntin' in my Lambo, hotter than some combos
Don't you know the cash streak as far as the land go
Your girl moanin', Alanso
Tory Lanez's 'bout to take her far as it can though
[Sean Kingston & Tory Lanez:]
Messin' with the kid, no, yeah, I know a big hoe
Ride around town in my new Murcielago
Canada, oh whoa
Canada, oh whoa
I get the money pronto, sittin' in the condo
Better cuff your girl 'fore I fly her to Toronto
Canada, oh whoa
Canada, oh whoa
Dark Fantasy lyrics - Tory Lanez
[Justin Vernon & Teyana Taylor:]
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? So high
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Tory Lanez:]
They like who's that nigga inside of the two door
Whip doors like the inside of a fruit bowl
Oh your flow lukewarm
Nigga my dough too long
I ain't gotta buy it I'm surviving off of coupons
Who the best?
So who the fuck is it
And if it ain't me
Then who fuck is it?
A section with some bottles, and not too much in it
Nowadays it's all it takes for us to fuck bitches
So let's get a drink on
My heart is filled, mink on
Money filled something like I just took Brink's home
What's longer my money or my link on
I'm navigating women I don't even drive a Lincoln
I shine so bright you woulda swore I had pink on
Neck so froze like I got the roller rink on
As far as your mouth goes you need to put a pint on
'Cause all I hear is run, run, running like the sink on
Damn
[Justin Vernon, Teyana Taylor (Tory Lanez):]
Can we get much higher? Yes we can So high
(Why yes, why yes Oh, oh, oh Why yes we can get higher)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Look)
[Tory Lanez:]
Spent a [?] and women we get between 'em
And keep 'em here for the weekend, Australian, Puerto Rican
Do more than freakin' but more to speak when they exploring why my aura beacon
For this season is more glorious than all the deacons
Still notorious nigga she call me Morpheus
And we ain't have to grind our choice 'cause they was forcing us
Still the voice of the poorest of all the poorest
It's getting green like a forest and enemies can't ignore it
And my engine gets so loud a nigga just gotta floor it
I got more than a Ford Explorer to explore it
And I'm out with a Lauren, it's South for Ralph Lauren
And the game nearly died I put mouth to mouth on it
Meet my meat come put your scalp on it
I don't vouch on it I could throw a house on it
Make a nigga money get low letharge on it
It's me and three bitches bitch you might as well join it, yeah
[Justin Vernon, Teyana Taylor (Tory Lanez):]
Can we get much higher? (Fly Fresco baby) So high
(What's poppin' Jay) Oh, oh, oh (Harlem what's good baby)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Can we get much higher? (It's the movement) So high
(Time is money) Oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Canada all the way baby, one hunnid)
[Tory Lanez:]
Mr. Peterson January 1st
I'm taking over
Niggas already know the time
Fly Fresco
Fresco know we gettin' the best though
What's poppin' Ciravo
Making my vocals sound so nice
Black And Yellow lyrics - Tory Lanez
This is a DJ Ill Will world premiere
Canada
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Press go
Black and yellow
Drove from the West Coast, Sacramento
I'm European limousining you in back of rentals
11 pm tell them women meet me at Valeno
I-I-I-I'm pulling in
I said my bitches loud
So much bitches that we gotta kick some bitches out
Big ballin' boy I'm tryna get them big amounts
Haters tryna ride, find a different route
Bet anywhere I'm stepping I'ma put it down
So if you ain't like me then then you shouldn't now
My boss Lil B, it's really cookin' out
Louis when I call good lookin' now (Swavey)
Turnt out, club burning
On the freeway when the block dirty
Two seater, somethin' purty
Motherfuck the cops and I'm ridin' dirty
We pop pop poppin' in the forty five
I fade back like Jordan with the 45 (Sway)
You know I'm here, I'm straight stuntin'
Got your girl gettin' wetter than late runnin'
I-I-I don't ask
I take money
And got these fake fake niggas tryna take from me
And to any woman that wanna say I'm ugly
I fuck bitches, I make money
I'm underrated double doors double plated
I pay it double time and you be under payment
Who-who-who're you tatted up sucker hatin'
Get your face slapped and buried under pavement, nigga
Canada
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A (Canada)
Yeah
And you know what it is
T-O-R-O-N-T-O and I rep C-A-N-A-D-A
Yeah
Gettin' money, uh
Time is Mulah ENT
Yeah
Fly Fresco
And you know what time it is
Mr. Peterson, January 1st
I'ma shut this whole shit down, yeah
Canada
Miss Me lyrics - Tory Lanez
Yeah
DJ Ill Will
OK and startin' off the record I be fresher than you ever are
If I leave your girl tonight I bet she'll be forever scarred
Yeah my engine purrin' and her permit with an extra R
I walk in the room and got your woman on in extra awe
She ain't never felt this way before
I only go to eat out got a beach house by the shore
And we out with our feet out bumpin' me now that's for sure
And we out VIP now King of Diamonds got these whores
I'm a [?] and you haters knee high
How your money long if it ain't longer than my Levis
Shawty let my man in baby we can call you Eli
If you niggas claiming that you hot I'm Costa Rica
Sayin' that I'm young and just amazing
And no I ain't the greatest
To say that I'm that greatest is a fucking understatement
I guess I'm fucking underrated but I'm never under payment
But some heffers love to claim that this the freshest they done seen me nigga
Yeah, aight nigga yeah
Hate a nigga shinin' with these diamonds in my ear (Bling)
Her ass way thicker than the tires in the rear (I know)
My flight arrive at 9 and I feel flyer than a Lear
I got my nigga [?], my nigga [?]
She asked me what I wanted
I say "Give me the works"
She call my nigga Jay, she love that nigga Rimes
And we just love to see her 'cause we hit it every time
You mad because your baddest chick is probably just a 9
My money is so 3-6-0 it's never in a line
I get so much green I feel like I live in a vine
I eat the instrumental up like it was dinner time
You ain't talking to a nigga like me though
Grind like Nino
Women know a nigga hard to find like Nemo
Ask me why I do it, I do it for the T.O
Coming through and get your Jackson no Tito
Ladies put your flyest stuff it on me
All my niggas hit the floor poppin' bottles of Patrón
You know it's a celebration 'cause they keep the Henny on you know we gon' get it on
And we gon' throw some cash up in the air
We just celebrate the fact we here
'Cause it could've been worse, so cop that Mr. Peterson on January 1st
Yeah
And I'ma do it to 'em like that every time baby
Yeah
Canada
You know me
Hot Toddy lyrics - Tory Lanez
They call me T Lanez, copy
T Lanez copy
January 1st you better get your copy
Mr. Peterson
DJ Ill Will
Look
Hot toddy, ya mama in the lobby
Girl I'ma kill that body 'til they're calling it a hobby
They treat me like a god but ain't calling me Muhammad
See you might be an artist that don't mean that we platonic
Oh, my chain rocky got me feeling like the Onyx
I chauffeur to the telly to show her some new Ebonics
So we at the telly she tell me she really on it
I told her 'bout her jelly and to let me behind it
I told her "Give me brain," she started thinking beyond it
She told me let's be honest oh really then let's be honest
And then her friend walked in, damn that's ironic
The bottoms of exotic it's gotta make it erotic
Mama shake it for papi, I'm probably making your body
Make it crazy erotic to saddle up their variety
Passenger promised [?] soon as I get up inside of that drive it like a Bugatti and game it like an Atari it's toddy
Lanez baby
Yeah
Uh, Fresco now we gettin' the best though
Time is Money and ain't shit funny nigga
Yeah
Better go cop that Mr. Peterson come January 1st, 2011
We gon' shut it down, uh
DJ Rockstar
Shout out to my nigga Jay
Shawn what's good my nigga
Kirk what's poppin'
Yuni, Dave, Rimes what's up
Uh
We gon' do it real live baby
Mark my words
I'ma take over the world
Canada
You are now in tune
With your wifey favorite DJ
DJ Ill Will
DJ Rockstar
All I Want Is You lyrics - Tory Lanez
Uh
I know we separated baby
Let me ask you one question though
I said "Who am I?"
"Baby, what are you and I?"
We used to be suicide do or die
Never knew it that a newer guy, you would find
I figured I was on to the next one
But my heart, it was hard to forget one
Regrettin' every scar that I left, uh
I feel 'em when I pause, and the stress come
I was really in love with this girl, like
But keep it on some real shit
You was somebody that a brother could really deal with
The only woman I could chill with, and really chill with
Instead of tryna hit it real quick, real spit
Feel it
I guess I couldn't see it comin'
It's like a bill from the cab when the meter runnin'
I'm still feelin like I'm needin your lovin
Up in this race, girl you're keepin' me runnin'
But, fuck it, uh
I guess the lovin' is gone
Go with him but he ain't never gonna love you as strong
You, you, could never tell me that the lovin' was wrong
'Cause we both know that it took us to above and beyond
I, I, I'm still thinkin' that you must be the one
Look how you got me fucked up, look at what we become
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I knew that you done done what you done
And every relationship gotta be done when it's done, and I know
Sometimes I think, what if I was wrong?
Would I be sittin' here, writing out this song?
I know that sometimes I may have been wrong
But you gotta forgive me, yeah yeah
And I know that we both done made some mistakes
When I face it
All I want is you, you, you, you, you
Now that you're gone, ay
All I want is you, you, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
Hey girl
All I want is you, you, you, you, you
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Don't leave me hangin' babe
Girl I need you
All I need is you, oh
Babe
And Mr. Peterson drops
January 1st, 2011
Make sure you got that tape
It's gon' be a classic
So classic
Super High lyrics - Tory Lanez
Maybach Music
Uh
What up Shawn
Mr. 1 Verse Killah
Maybach Music
Uh
I see you Trav
Yeah, uh
You know, I'm repping hard for my town
Canada
Maybach Music
That's right, yeah
I won't proceed to talk shit until the beat come in
I mean I'm swavey like that I can do it
Maybach Music
DJ Ill Will
Look, uh
Emblem on my chain
Me I'm feeling myself but they mami feeling the same
Chain gleaming bumpin' the dang grease up in the lane
Line 'em up Versace lenses probably got mami watching
Jacob tick and tockin' and got all of these women jockin'
Ladies said I'ma figure so we could split up the profit
Bottles full of Xans it's second before it hits the bottom
And all of my whips is foreign before the Murciélago
Tourin', trees orange where I be at
I'll open in the slopes lil' homie you ain't see the ski hat
Said that they lock it down this is where I put the key at
When I step in your town brother you know where to be at
Man I been in a daze I need a second to recap
I gave my girl a 2 am my boo brought me a 3 back
We sippin' on that ooey truly sag on my Nike bag
Losers be needin' Louis for you to get your wifey back
They say that every beat action got a reaction
I just need a Lamborghini for me to relax in
Take that Em up out the dash put that Relapse in
Made a hit up now I sit up in that C-class Benz
Man we livin' the good life
We came from them hood nights
To goin' to them dinners with the women we should wife
Them black cards when I'm at the stars I should swipe
I'm out with two twins man they look like lookalikes
I just might took a flight
I look like lookin' right
Serial killer ladies lookin' for me [?] tonight
That Superman kush lookin' for me the Kryptonite
Make a filet mignon just as long as you're cookin' right
DJ Rockstar
What it lookin' like?
Uh
Uh, Canada
It's Mr. Peterson baby (Maybach Music)
January 1st
We gon' murder the world
We gon' murder the blogs
We gon' murder everything
Time is Mulah (Maybach Music)
Worldstar I see you
Yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Aight I think that's enough of me hearing my voice
Maybach Music
Speaking Tongues lyrics - Tory Lanez (feat. N-R.I.M.E)
DJ Ill Will
[Tory Lanez:]
Hello baby I'm on
Yellow when the vise on
And I got money longer than the horizon
Got a big plane your baby mama can fly on
I ain't got time even in another time zone (DJ Rockstar)
Online I grind ho
Offline my grind go, hard like the horns on a rhino
I'm so hot shawty you can call me Spyro
Bottom of the pot baby you can call me Milo
I go in the five O 6-speed fly ho 6 breeze
'Bout to 'bout to poke it all in her
Swiss cheese money that a girl can't believe
Ripley's hang me on the wall like a star with a crisp T
Yeah, your girl sittin' in my knapsack
I be at the dealer doing numbers like cat stacks
All chicks said they love a young black lad
Rubbin' on my ugh like it came with a track pad
Be in the lot, be in the lot doing donuts
Anytime a nigga hit the spot make 'em go nuts
Mama wanna hop up in the drop, so what
Oh she with her friend, let 'em in ring 'em both up
Uh, blow me like a stick of nicotine
It's the mean mister bet your girl'll let me in between
Like I'm tryna intervene, I ain't tryna intervene
Tryna hit your inner spleen harder than a figurine
Cîroc poppin' what's poppin', ugh
My top droppin' what's flockin'
I rock bodies like a nigga pop lockin'
And my crib is set up like the car they shot Pac in
Uh, what's the numbers I can lock in
It's like Christmas all my women got stockings
Uh, have something I have stocks in
I told them get the money so they only date stocks men
What's good and it's goody
Hit the outlet what jeans which hoodie
Day 'n' Nite baller call him Kid Cudi
Anywhere I go the buzz with me like Woody
Yeah, Fly Fres nigga (Canada)
[N-Rimes:]
Yeah
[?] blind nigga we sicker than [?] slime
Ready guys
Look, uh
LRG designs all my back pockets
The bright sides to slop what I stash profit
Bad broads is on deck her ass proper
Have her sing high notes like she sing opera
Block frizzy T-city we getting busy
My brother we getting cheddar so women be getting frisky
40 on deck I'm sippin' it oh yes and ripping this song bless the killah the don next
The bottle I gotta go off to the models and walk to the condo
Picking combos of chickens like I got a McDonald's
Like which chick hit look at me possibly I don't know
I'm the hottest out the dark so they honor the title
Sicker than the sickest bigger than the biggest and I'm flyer than the birds while you swimming with the fishes
Flowing like the wind in the winter I'm a winner, shawty know the paper proper I'ma stick her
Liquor in my system got me chillin' like a blizzard
'Til I'm 'bout to give her DC like I'm wizard
I don't smoke but my TV lighting swishers
Brother you can never see me I am iller
Better is a heap of 'em, seeing the season I'm finna ether them
The heat is needed breath it to each of them
See it's neither easy for your sweet to eat a beat where your greeted please the people keep it lethal spit the B-note
That's killer raps
Read the chips, casinos my figures stacked
Peep the wrist it's really cold, Jackson
See the fish brother Tito
Leave you with a damn scarred face like Pacino, what's really good
My Blackberry keepin' me stacked very the various plans vary from business to slamming Carey
Hillson at Hilton I'm feeling for top ceiling
Watch 'cause it's how I'm finna cop like a villain
Props to Locs to support the flock
Fresco be the jock open the door's locked
Let's go hit the spot like the women I rock
And spend dough that we're tricking for guap
N-Rimes
Let's get it
Aston Martin Music lyrics - Tory Lanez
Um, you know when I get my Aston Martin
I'll be in there, seats on recline, bad bitch in the passenger
Spliff burning with Matesa on, you feel me?
Lay back, just cruise
[Chrisette Michele {Tory Lanez}:]
Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night
{1 Verse Killah}
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride
Just me and my boss, no worries at all {Uh, Canada}
Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music
[Drake (Tory Lanez):]
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't it let it go (yeah)
Whether that's right I will never know
But here goes nothing
Uh, everybody saying remember me
But where the hell is y'all memories?
I'm searching through walls of my membrane
It's insane, I'm entertainin' the big names
Through diamond, silver lining on my big frames
Niggas stressin' all I'm seeing through the Oakleys
Shit depressin', so we investing to blow trees
Had a dream I was chillin' in the OC
Then I landed out in Cali where they woke me
Discrete mumbles, from summer to street jungle
Voice from my uncle he tell me to keep humble
But at times I slip into deep wonder
Would they show they support in the event that my feet stumble?
See, when you already on, it's harder to say shit
Like the feelin' when you dazed and caught in amazement
Girls gotta stay separate from all of your statements
'Cause for the most part, hoes want a part of the payment
I'm relaxing in the Rolls Royce
Getting money 'cause I give these hoes no choice
I'm all alone in my box, blunt burnin' in the zone with my thots, wait
[Tory Lanez:]
Sometimes a nigga change for the money
Ladies that love me and all of these whips I roll
But buying all the dollars, so why would I holla?
Tryna put my pockets on swole
And I ain't got no time, no-no time (I ain't got no time)
I just got memories, oh no-no, yeah
(And I just got the memories, yeah)
[Chrisette Michele:]
Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride
Just me and my boss, no worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music
[Drake (Tory Lanez):]
(Uh, Mr. Peterson, January 1st, 0-11)
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the
Light Up lyrics - Tory Lanez
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah
Want beef, front door, no one's realer
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah
Want beef, front door, no one's realer
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah
Welcome to my dungeon
This is where I'm placing your frame in case you was wonderin'
Niggas getting comfortable too comfortable thinking I won't come up on some other shit, nigga you on some other shit
Heavenly grace so I never forsake the covenant
Though I'm hotter than the covers that you covered with
Still the youngest muh'flocka in the building
And if it ain't the flight then it's probably not appealing
My top ceiling got that ceiling to fill in we in the middle with the dealing just grillin'
So talk and to pop pill in your ceiling it's something close like it's really your feeling
What's going on with the game don't nobody keep it real now
Crooked straight playing up on the deal now
Look how niggas done got you in the field now
Now they slaving your ass you gotta kill now
Huh, lucky I got up on some smarter shit
I always kept it 300 on some Sparta shit
I never let a nigga sway me on no offer shit
I'm really coming for the game I want all of it
More money more problems
Boy I'm getting out Gore money Obama
Tour money oh nigga more drama
More records more checks more commas
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah
Want beef, front door, no one's realer
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Yeah)
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
Want beef, front door, no one's realer (Yeah)
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Yeah)
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
Want beef, front door, no one's realer (Yeah)
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Yeah)
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
Want beef, front door, no one's realer (Yeah)
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
One time, who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Yeah)
Once more, once more, 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
Want beef, front door, no one's realer (Yeah)
Who am I? Who am I? 1 Verse Killah (Ahhh)
Yeah
C-C-C-C-Canada
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