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Tory Lanez - Tuh Lyrics


[Intro]
Got it on Smash

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Fuck all that talkin’, I’m back with that 7.62 and it’s spittin’
I got a bad lil’ bitch fuckin’ on anybody in the room, that’ll get her Givenchy
Holdin’ the vibe at the condo, I don’t need nobody
No entry from niggas that envy
She set a threesome up, I fucked her friend
She got jelly, now she on Twitter actin’ petty
Sent my other bitch a whip and got wetty
My diamonds bustin’ down the wrist in baguettie
I hit his bitch and he couldn’t accept it
Bitch, I got all type of sticks, I got invested
Whole lotta gateway
All my niggas in jail, I got you through the JPay
Rockefeller guap, Sky-Dweller watch
But we all started at the Day-Datе
Hit the dealer, comе back with another cop
Hit the jeweler, come back with another watch
Hit that bih from the back and I let her watch
El Dorado, the cap with the yellow top
I done shopped ’til I dropped in Givenchy
Been on top since I dropped in the Bentley
When that day come around and I buss up the case
Don’t you niggas come back actin’ friendly
After this, I don’t fuck with you rappin’ niggas
Bitch, I’m good in the trap with the savages
Plus, I’m good in the board with the business niggas
Get the fuck out my face, mind your business
Different angles, I’ma watch it, colorblind
Bagged your bitch and I fucked her some other time
Make a hit, then I go make another song
I got nothin’ to lose on you fuck niggas
I been in this shit here for like ten years
I got nothin’ to prove, all you fuck niggas
No award in the world could define me, nigga
I got bad bitches think it’s timey, nigga
So they let me know if this shit cool or fun
You could pull up on uninvited, ha
And then I smoke the pussy like a spliff
I light it, I’ma throw a party, every bitch invited
I’ma give money fo’ sho’, yeah
No, I cannot do no regular
I’m in running for trapper, trapper of the year
I’m juggin’ off four different cellulars
Tell my teachers, “Fuck you, you can’t tell me nothin'”
Shut the fuck up while I pull a Bentley up
I’ve been shinin’ so bright, now they envy us
Wonder how them niggas feel that set me up
I done witnessed my nigga Kelz go to jail and come back and hop in a Urus
Different bitches, came back like [?]
Take your bitch right back from you, I’m courteous
If a chick, she don’t miss, she ain’t serious
She must not give a fuck ’bout her paper
She must not give a fuck ’bout her majors
Even if her other nigga made her, that nigga ain’t gettin’

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & EST Gee]
More paper than me
I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh
Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh (Yeah, tell them niggas)

[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Yeah, I make ’em renew they membership
Niggas is new to this spinnin’ shit
We was up one day, we gambled with it
Tripled the gravity, he had to remember it
He caught a face shot and lived with it
But when he talk, now he spittin’ shit
Practice and preachin’, no hypocrite, bond was a million
I’m spinnin’ and can’t let ’em sit, and I’m with ’em, whatever the endin’ is
I’m on an island with killers, on Gilligan
I ain’t no regular citizen, trippin’, I’ll fuck around and up the innocent
Talkin’ tough, you know he been a bitch, secure the premises
Choppa and swisher when I enter in
I’m tryna finish him, whoever he post a picture with
Niggas be bitches, they sensitive, rappin’ but not really livin’ it
I’m in a rental, I tint it, it’s spinnin’
We miss ’em and spin again, that’s how we settle our differences
I still be bendin’, I’m really rich
Bitch nigga, you a gentleman, in the streets, I’m goated
Niggas be hoes and I know it
Hittin’ his phone, I know niggas ain’t focused
All of my bitches love breakin’ in local
That’s why they hatin’ on me
Can’t say they gettin’ more paper than Gee

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Not more paper than me
I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh
Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh

[Verse 3: VV$ Ken]
I’m on my time and I do what I wanna do
In the hood, sellin’ birds with a bird in the air (Brrd)
Let me know if you want you a brick or two
Ride around with a stick or two
One of ’em dirty, it really got busy, it killed a few
Take a bullet so big, if I shoot it, I’m movin’ ’cause I know it’ll really kill a crew
Money set like Gorilla Glue
It came right out of the safe and them ten thousand bands
Swipin’ cards and I’m trappin’, I just signed a deal, I’ma go out and throw my advance
All it took was a chance and now I got paper on me, and I get it the quickest (Frrr, frrr)
Niggas know not to play with me, I’m Magic Johnson, I’m shootin’, they know I’m the sickest
Call her bluff like a cricket
She wanna come over, bend while I stick it
I take my time on that cat while I lick it
I take my time on the beat when I pick it
I caught a opp and I shot him like Ricky
I like my filet with lettuce and mayo
I’m breakin’ up rap like Saweetie and Quavo
Pull up on oppers like I’m playin’ Halo
I nutted in shawty ’cause she looked like JLo

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Not more paper than me
I got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh
Got bad little bitches, they waitin’ on me
I’m a young nigga, gettin’ this paper for free
Bitch, I’m young and single, don’t be waitin’ on me
Tuh, tuh
Dead presidential paper on me
How you lookin’ up to me but hatin’ on me?
I’m a young nigga, gotta get this shit, get this shit
Tuh, tuh


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