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letra de curry - tory lanez

yeah, i drive a
rolls-royce angel, i’m fightin’ off the demons
she hate to talk about this sh-t but love to shop at nieman’s
she love the private island, shoppin’ while she dropped my visa
apple-bottom ass, applebum bonita
havin’ all the b-tches that i thought i’d never get with
wrote me off on some sl!ck sh-t, now suck my d-ck quick
valet pullin’ up, cullinan, jumpin’ out that b-tch with a limp like bizkit
four squares on the numbers, crunch it like triscuit
i came from the bottom, h-ll when it rained [?]
had a couple beefs but n-ggas’ shirts got stained when i got ’em
i was havin’ visions of that papеr like [?]
play me in miami, caught that heat likе my name was udonis
step out situation like stefon marbury [?] all scary
split n-ggas like sundae, y’all n-ggas all cherry
i’m tyler perry shootin’ movies with the film in it
clear as [?] with the [?]
the twitch wonderin’ if he will finish
that’ll be the day your b-tch stop asking me to deal with it
one umbrella k!ll fitted, even through the silk in it
fragile flows like grandma knittin’ in a quilt with it
i put more than a hundred c’s in my money tree
yellow-black ferrari, got it lookin’ like a bumblebee
steph curry from the line, you see a n-gga runnin’ threes
garage like a motherf-ckin’ dope boy, a hundred g’s

- tory lanez

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