| Yo Tory
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| Got it on smash
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Ay, It’s a lot of pussy ass niggas tryna take my bitch and run off
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| 30 in the bag must’ve caught it at the cut off
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| Feds pulled me over, took my weed and took my gun off
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| I know he the plug, but I swear I’m 'bout to run off on that nigga
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| I just light that bitch and hit my blunt off
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| You know what it is, all in my city, bitch you don’t know
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| She keep saying I’m cocky, bitch it’s just the way I come off
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| And I’m from Toronto I can’t sleep without my gun on me
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| Popping with these ones on me, yeah
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| It’s a lot of fun when the funds on me, yeah, yeah
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| Henny got me drunk all week
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| I can never ever let 'em get one up on me
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| Still these pussy ass niggas tryna take my bitch and run off
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| 30 in the bag must’ve caught it at the cut off
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| Feds pulled me over, took my weed and took my gun off
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| I know he the plug, but I swear I’m 'bout to run off on that nigga
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| They lit the scene and I can’t leave
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| Droppin' the top and I can’t leave
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| Serious, no, you can’t be
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| Err, you can’t be, you can’t be
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| Alright, cool
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| Yo Tory
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| I just feel so fucking free, you know what I’m sayin'
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| I ain’t felt this free in a while
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| We ain’t had this much fun in a while
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| Ayy, well, look I love my baby and I love my baby mama
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| But, it’s like every time I see her, it be crazy drama
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| Last week, she damn near pulled out my .380 on me
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| In the sun, she’ll probably still say I act shady on her
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| Ah ha ha, yeah
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| Baby, I’ma smoke this marijuana
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| And do what I wanna
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| Bitch, I ball, money tall, like that bitch Juwanna
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| I be all off in the streets, I’m doin' my thing and fucking these freaks,
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| I got the .5 on me
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| Big thigh on me
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| She wanna ride on me, lil' mama, come slide on me
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| I’m on that big dawg status and we got them fives on Vs
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| And I keep my fire on me
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| 'Cause even your eyes can see, it’s the
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| Pussy ass niggas tryna take my bitch and run off
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| 30 in the bag must’ve caught it at the cut off
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| Feds pulled me over, took my weed and took my gun off
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| I know he the plug, but I swear I’m 'bout to run off on that nigga
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| They lit the scene and I can’t leave
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| Droppin' the top and I can’t leave
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| Serious, no, you can’t be
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| Err, you can’t be, you can’t be |