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Lor Tory - What You Want, Pt. 2 Lyrics



Lor Tory - What You Want, Pt. 2 Lyrics




Hey
Ima give you want you want
And I swear I know what you want
We smoking your man like a blunt
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, Tory Montana, hey, hey, gang, gang, uh, yeah, uh

Damn
And I love it when you look in my eyes
When I tell her I'm sliding she looking outside
Even though we ain't together you know that you mine
You still f*ck with that nigga (Huh)
Just hit me whenever you tired (Tired)
Of thinking you always the side (Always the side)
Or them niggas that's always disguising lies
Just tell me if you could let go of that pride
And you gotta show me that you bout to try
And I swear Ima give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more you can't do what you want

Aye Hol, I know what she want (What up)
Sit back at home, rolling up a blunt
Put the gas in you, shorty I swear you be rolling
Get behind the wheel and put my thumb in her trunk
Uh, damn, I swear that I f*ck with you baby (Baby, baby)
Just tell me, why you act crazy
And you know my .38 don't got no safety
When I'm sliding I make em get low like the matrix
Yeah, shorty, she really my favorite
And she f*ck with the liq, and she don't need no chaser
Like, "come here, let me taste your flavor"
I got her yelling, waking up the neighbors
I ran it up and I got me some money
And I know that's why these bitches wanna f*ck me
Said "I'm locked in with you I can't really do nothing"
But she think I'm playing dumb, she don't trust me
And she ain't want me, now the bitch want me, damn
Girl, do you know what you want
I know these niggas don't want bump
Ima slide with a Kriss-Kross, make em jump, but
Girl, do you know what you want
Cuz I wanna give you my love
Take away all the pain with the drugs
Put him up, now we sent him above
Hey
And you always on games, I don't really play
And until you get there I'm waiting
But you know what you want, that's all I'm saying
Nigga it ain't lunch how I'm bringing that trey in
And you know you the shit, so shorty you fly (On God)
Make me wanna buy you them shoes, bae, what's your size
Damn

Damn
And I love it when you look in my eyes
When I tell her I'm sliding she looking outside
Even though we ain't together you know that you mine
You still f*ck with that nigga (Huh)
Just hit me whenever you tired (Tired)
Of thinking you always the side (Always the side)
Or them niggas that's always disguising lies
Just tell me if you could let go of that pride
And you gotta show me that you bout to try
And I swear Ima give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more you can't do what you want
Give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more, you can't do what you want
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Hey
Ima give you want you want
And I swear I know what you want
We smoking your man like a blunt
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, Tory Montana, hey, hey, gang, gang, uh, yeah, uh

Damn
And I love it when you look in my eyes
When I tell her I'm sliding she looking outside
Even though we ain't together you know that you mine
You still f*ck with that nigga (Huh)
Just hit me whenever you tired (Tired)
Of thinking you always the side (Always the side)
Or them niggas that's always disguising lies
Just tell me if you could let go of that pride
And you gotta show me that you bout to try
And I swear Ima give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more you can't do what you want

Aye Hol, I know what she want (What up)
Sit back at home, rolling up a blunt
Put the gas in you, shorty I swear you be rolling
Get behind the wheel and put my thumb in her trunk
Uh, damn, I swear that I f*ck with you baby (Baby, baby)
Just tell me, why you act crazy
And you know my .38 don't got no safety
When I'm sliding I make em get low like the matrix
Yeah, shorty, she really my favorite
And she f*ck with the liq, and she don't need no chaser
Like, "come here, let me taste your flavor"
I got her yelling, waking up the neighbors
I ran it up and I got me some money
And I know that's why these bitches wanna f*ck me
Said "I'm locked in with you I can't really do nothing"
But she think I'm playing dumb, she don't trust me
And she ain't want me, now the bitch want me, damn
Girl, do you know what you want
I know these niggas don't want bump
Ima slide with a Kriss-Kross, make em jump, but
Girl, do you know what you want
Cuz I wanna give you my love
Take away all the pain with the drugs
Put him up, now we sent him above
Hey
And you always on games, I don't really play
And until you get there I'm waiting
But you know what you want, that's all I'm saying
Nigga it ain't lunch how I'm bringing that trey in
And you know you the shit, so shorty you fly (On God)
Make me wanna buy you them shoes, bae, what's your size
Damn

Damn
And I love it when you look in my eyes
When I tell her I'm sliding she looking outside
Even though we ain't together you know that you mine
You still f*ck with that nigga (Huh)
Just hit me whenever you tired (Tired)
Of thinking you always the side (Always the side)
Or them niggas that's always disguising lies
Just tell me if you could let go of that pride
And you gotta show me that you bout to try
And I swear Ima give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more you can't do what you want
Give you that shit that you want
You ain't single no more, you can't do what you want
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Writer: Tory Montana
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Performed By: Lor Tory
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Tory Montana

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