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Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour (feat. A$AP Ferg)

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
I swear
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

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Bal harbour – Tory Lanez feat. Asap Ferg lyrics

Lyrics Tory Lanez – Bal harbour

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain.

Pullin’ up
Rolls Royce gave ’em no choice
When I’m tellin’ b*tches hop in
Rolls Royce gave ’em no voice
Push button and the door close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you f*ck niggas, I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause f*ck nigga weighin’ me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that s**t playin’ around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
f*ck nigga, sit the f*ck down
Don’t it make you mad, you see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m tryna do is put my dog on
Get this money ’til it’s all gone.

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain.

I just f*cked your b*tch, now she hangin’ with the crew
She hopped up in my whip ’cause she know I got the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switchin’ lanes, nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me, baby
These dollar signs be drivin’ me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday versuri-lyrics.info
I love her, then f*ck her like everyday
I’m gonna just cuff and f*ck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you f*ckin’ with him? He cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a Payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil’ dome in the Lear.

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmainnn.
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Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour (feat. A$Ap Ferg)

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
I swear
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

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Tory Lanez – Bal Harbour lyrics

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Pulling up Rolls Royce
Gave them no choice
When I’m telling bitches hop in
Rolls Royce gave them no voice
Push button and the doors close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you fuck niggas I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause fuck nigga weighing me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that shit playing around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
Fuck nigga sit the fuck down
Only make you mad see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m trynna do is put my dog on
Get this money till it’s all gone

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I just fucked your bitch, now she hanging with the crew
She hopped up in my whip cause she know I got l the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switching lanes , nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday
I love her then fuck her like everyday
Im gonna just cuff her fuck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you fucking with him he cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil dome in the lair

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
(I swear)
All I’m trynna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time
Chuck the money up till it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains
Bitch we all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
We all on
Someone get the shooters cause we all on
I got 40s in the rugers when we all on
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain
I look like the godfather whenever we ball baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour
Givenchy and Balmain

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Gucci Mane & Lil Wayne – Oh Lord (The Birth Of A Nation The Inspired By Album) letras

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, hah
Yup

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m rebellious and fearless, I laugh at failure
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
I’m a prophet, a legend, I’m not beggin’
I’d rather die for my freedom than live like a peasant
The precious, recessions, the past and the present
Slavery to segregation, I still rob with my brethren
Get these choppas up up off me, I’m street but I’m Godly
Know these white folks fear me but nothin’ can stop me
I was destined to be this so nothin’ amaze me
My best attribute is bravery, they think that I’m crazy
Ask Gucci if you with me, then let’s get to walkin’
Cause I’m sick and tired of everybody doing nothin’ but talkin’
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my payer
Know you ain’t take me this far just to leave me here
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, I know that life’s unfair
But who gon take care of the family if I’m not there? (Lord)
Dear Lord, oh Lord

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I gotta feed the family
But I had to leave the family
I cut off CMB, I’m an amputee
But I never leave Christianity
Might have to plead insanity
It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday
I’mma pray for you niggas, then celebrate
Lord I know these streets contaminate
But Lord I can’t get beat like Anna Mae
Lord I gotta think about Reginae
And Lil Tune and Lil Neal and Lil Cameron
Lord, I gotta think like I’m Hemingway
Make a way, wish a way, anyway, anyway
Lord I gotta create and innovate
Or else it’s back to the interstate
Wheeling in my fortunes
Willing to kill you just for my fortunes
I can recall we were chillin’ on porches
Living with roaches, dealin’ with hoe shit
Tending to lotion, now we in motion, everything kosher
God bless the ‘Nolia, God bless Angola
Rest in Peace Soulja and all of the soldiers
The war isn’t over, call on Jehovah, Lord

[Hook: Gucci Mane + Lil Wayne]
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my payer
Know you ain’t take me this far just to leave me here
Dear Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Lord, oh Lord, please hear my prayer
Dear Lord, oh Lord, I know that life’s unfair
But who gon take care of the family if I’m not there? (Lord)
Dear Lord, oh Lord

[Outro: Gucci Mane + Lil Wayne]
Mula baby
Dear Lord, oh Lord
Dear Lord, oh Lord
Dear Lord, oh Lord
I gotta feed the family
Dear Lord, oh Lord