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Tory Lanez - The Coldest Playboy Lyrics

Quarantine, quarantine, quarantine
Well, dammit, Bob, I won't be a ghetto niggas in the hood's uncle (perfect)
If you look at her tig ol' biddies (calcium)
Straight out the doctor's room to the OnlyFans, there she goes (ain't nobody got time for that)
Oh, we already know, you just got it done
What it's pokin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
What it's fallin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
You just got it done, now you got 'em callin' out, yo
You done switched your number, but why they callin' out for?
Heavy on the steppin', but I'm walkin' out slow
Heavy on the steppin', but I walk, walk, walk, walk
Heavy on the steppin', shawty bought herself a baby Benz
Seventy on sеven when she at thе gas station 'bout elevie I be steppin'
Danny Glover's mitten bitch, I'm fuckin' anythin' I'm catchin'
I got fast money goin' in, slow money goin' up
Tryna find a way to money, baby boy I know the route
Had this bitch play me on the blog said we goin' out
'Set told us: They'll do anythin', for clout
She got a lot of ass, and she got a lot of mouth
She done tallied up the stripper money, got herself a house
We ain't playin', cat and mouse, but I'll steal it, clap it out
We already know, you just got it done
What it's pokin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
What it's fallin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
You just got it done, now you got 'em callin' out, yo
You done switched your number, but why they callin' out for?
Heavy on the steppin', but I'm walkin' out slow
Heavy on the steppin', but I walk, walk, walk, walk
Heavy on the steppin', and I'm deadly with the cross
And I'm heavy with the checkin' on the celly like a boss
Meal prep me when I check-in, I'm a walk to the bank
They gon' let me put the check in
Shawty twerk that ass for me if I got, to pay up
Shake what your mama or yo' doctor gave ya
Bust it back, oh, for real, you don't gotta fake, uh
Last time you know you made it hot, Jamaica
You be doin' numbers on your OnlyFans
Makin' every nigga feel like they your only mans
You say you don't strip on there, you just only dance
You tell me this the same shit that you would put on the 'Gram
Talkin' contour for ya and you poppin' pretty
Now you only date niggas out the poppin' cities
You ain't fuckin' unless the nigga got the dollars with him, ayy
(Tea)
We already know, you just got it done
What it's pokin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
What it's fallin' out for? What it's fallin' out for?
You just got it done, now you got 'em callin' out, yo
You done switched your number, but why they callin' out for?
Heavy on the steppin', but I'm walkin' out slow
Heavy on the steppin', but I walk, walk, walk, walk
Heavy on the steppin', but I walk