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Tory Lanez

Genres: Hip-Hop

Priceless Lyrics - Tory Lanez

Ayy bitch I'm back in here to show you I'm the nigga 

All in the vent them bitches know you as the nigga 

From the corner sellin' dope and buyin' Swishers 

Every night I pray to God for my intentions 

Look, lights and cameras 

I came so hard I pay the price for cameras 

I flew new ones for a night Atlantis 

And told my oldest bitch her flight is cancelled 

My night examples 

Mr. Feelings you can go and call the police 

Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease 

Skinny nigga but my pockets obese 

Same nigga used to rob Sobés' 

[?], I need it go back to the [?] get real again 

Back in Toronto where niggas will kill you for who you be chillin with 

And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin' 

You not really with the shits 

We don't really feel this shit 

When Grandmama kicked me out the crib 

I was only a baby 

Said fuck it, I hustled a went and bought me a Mercedes 

I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway 

When she didn't see me I parked that bitch right in the driveway 

It's priceless 

I used to take the 401 to TO 

Honda Civic rollin' dimes and scopin' PO 

Taxin' season tryna find a link on T4s 

This ho told Argie you gon need a check with 3 O's 

Life commitments, I need a shorty every night to witness 

You makin' models bring ya ice and Guinness 

And workin' pussy that's my type of fitness 

I'm countin' money like I'm Donald Trump 

Let them niggas know them yappas on that reload 

Got the ground where you stand worth a kilo 

Smokin' Swishers, motion pictures, Tarantino 

Ballin' hard it's Archie Fargo fuckin' veno 

Hey fucka we comin' for all of them 

Don't pay for no oregano 

Smokin' on flash 

He's dope on my clutch 

I got my scope on the punch 

I be so fresh and so clean 

Bitch you see soap in my toilets 

My teacher Miss Thomas told me I would never be nothin' 

I looked her ass dead in the face and said I'm gon be somethin' 

She told me that in a few years I'd be catchin' a bustin' 

Now I'm catchin' the car service 

Guess who the driver, her husband 

It's priceless 

 

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