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Tory Lanez - Beamer Benz Or Bentley Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse]
'Bout to murder this shit nigga look
Beamer, Benz or Bentley, my jeans ain't ever empty
And nigga I ain't Gucci but no skier ever get me
The 7 series Beamer ain't the reason they respect me
I ain't never been a pussy cause my team will never let me
The modern day Hannibal, flock Fresc' animal
I'm sick, I'm sick and I ain't got a antidote
Skeetin' in yo girls mouth nigga and her throat
I'll grill y'all peel like cantaloupe
Oh and it's so sincere, two European broads and they both in here
Me and Rimes took turns we was both in there
And my girl is like a fox but she don't wear fur
Hoes used to say "no" now they like "oh yeah sure"
They don't even call me Lanez they like "oh yes sir"
I'm a go-getter, never go get her, from her crib what I look like that ho chauffeur, gettin' hella dome
Put Lady Gaga on my telephone, hella gone ay yo girl beat no metronome
My new bitch she a yellow bone
I buy her yellow stones cause I like it when she got that yellow on
So tell me where the flag beat at
If I had one wish I'd bring Max B back
Bought to buy a lamb tell me where the back seat at
Please free Gucci, Boosie and Weezy we black
So you could say that Tory Lanez is a porn star
But you couldn't find my roof with an on-star
Never slip nigga, I be on guard
Sicker than a swine no time for you cornballs
Eight long bags, stay calm fag, I'm on more beats then the J arms tag
Colder than another shuttle tell me where the quilt at
Tory is a motherfucker tell me where the milf at
I can get you killed black, like the way I kill tracks, we gon' leave you with your scalp and it's all peeled back
Only nigga that be hangin' like a pendant, rip the beat so hard niggas had to mend it
Fuck it let's cement it, cause I killed it, I'm feeling some resentment
Fuck I just killed that shit, so I'ma come back and avenge it
Reincarnation of the track on some revenge shit
Step inside the club all the girls in a frenzy
I be writin' 'til my pen break (yeah)
'Cause I'm hungry, I'm to the point that my ribs ache
I just wanna see your hips shake
My Latin shawty call me papi while she fix me up a big steak
See I'm hungry for a big plate (Yeah)
And I'm never full even though I just ate
Call me the foreign model fucker, get they twist on like a soda bottle cover
Tired of breaking it to niggas that I got they lover, hold her and I fold her like some sort of origami sculpture
Read between the lines, see between her eyes
Killing that pussy R.I.P. between yo thighs
I seem to be despised by some very evil guys
Fake niggas do fake shit so don't believe the lies