Top 10 Powerful Tory Lanez Lyrics


I can’t make no dinner, but a nigga with the breakfast/We can smoke, we can fuck, what’s your preference?/Wrote to Santa just to put you on my sex list

—Tory Lanez


All these, diamonds, on me/Don’t it, get you, horny?/It’s late, but I, can’t leave, it’s lit/Rollin’, top down, my shit, legit/Police tryna catch me with the shooters/You not from the ends, you cannot fool us/I caught a felony and beat that shit the next week/I stack it tall, Lisa Leslie cause

—Tory Lanez


I hit the beach for a brief day, South Beach on a leaf case/Cash all in it and a nigga bring that shit to each state/Talkin’ Miami to the Peach State, ah/Diddy to them bitches, send them out for cheesecake, ah/Intermission when I sent them niggas on a death wish for a piece day/Got a Rollie, Audemars Piguet, nigga, pete sakes/Now it’s Richard Milles on the wrist, that’s ’round half a mill for a clean face

—Tory Lanez


Didn’t love me at the bottom, but they wanna love a nigga at the top though/In here since Pac, now I got the bald head with the Pac flow/Neck lookin’ like Pablo with the ki’s stuffed in the Tahoe/Been licked since I blow out in Oslo with my eyes low/Said I got a million ties/You got a million ways to get it, well, I got a milly and five

—Tory Lanez


Fell asleep in first class and woke in Dubai/Club White, sparklers, lookin’ like 4th of July/Instagram story clickin’, tryna save the moment/Sexy woman sell the pussy but we ain’t condone it/I woke up in the hospital at 2 p.m./Abu Dhabi club party, try do me in/Paramedic talkin’, tell me in the ambulance/I could barely hear this nigga, just the ambiance

—Tory Lanez


I be smoking Presidential, gon’ elect me/All the white girls wanna give me Becky/All the time a nigga fuck her in a fresh tee/A nigga mad that I’m set, tryna threaten me/I be balling, need a ESPY/That’s your girlfriend, she my bestie/If you sayin’, let’s be honest, girl, then let’s be/I’m tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski

—Tory Lanez


I swear, in this bitch, yeah I’m killin’ this year/Them boys hated, they gon’ feel it this year/I bought a ‘Rari, I only drove in it once, I’m movin’ different this year/I’m leavin’ thousands, talkin’ millions this year/When niggas really talkin’, talkin’ over, talk it over/Renegotiate and make the play and they cough it over/I crossed over like Iverson when he dropped the shoulder on Jordan/The feelin’ more than the sport when you winnin’ fuck how they feelin’

—Tory Lanez


Uh, Pablo, my chick Tata, nice breasts with the high thighs/Like KFC, only thing missin’ was the hot fries/And the cold Coke, mink warm but it’s the cold coat/Brown skin on a black woman, only time I’m fuckin’ with the coco/Lil mama get stupider, say she want all of me, that’s a kowal to me, what I’ma do with her?/My baby ma’s so fuckin’ lit, man, I wish there was two of her/I just put it in a new BMW ’cause the Lamborghini that I just copped not for the two of us

—Tory Lanez


I just might walk in this Starlet’s, just to show you that the star lit/Add a bad bitch, market/Martin tell, keep 10 shots next time that I get the ball lit/Wardrobe, crib callin’, new shit that I’m on, it’s/Yeah, tell ’em boys that the squad lit/All 100s, all green-blue, you swear I’m playin’ for the Hornets/But I’m playin’ for the T City and the Umbrella team with me

—Tory Lanez


Me and Travis Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna/We both agreed shortly after that it was music/We possibly could be doin’ that’s bigger than tryna ruin it/So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for doin’ it/History made in New York City, we called a truce at the tower/I only brought a couple niggas with me/The beef was finished as soon as we took the picture, the world was watchin’/The attention in the industry started shiftin’ to me

—Tory Lanez


Author: Mambo