Showing posts with label Tory Lanez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tory Lanez. Show all posts

Friday, June 10, 2011

Tory Lanez - Happy Hour Lyrics Ft Kid Ink




New R&B from Tory Lanez from the world premier of his Swavey mixtape as he announced on twitter. This new song features rising rapper Kid Ink with the title "Happy Hour".


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Song Information:
Title: Happy Hour
Artist: Tory Lanez
Length: 3:49
Type: Full
Album: Swavey Mixtape
Genre: Rap RnB
Producer: Bass Line
Featured Artists: Kid Ink

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Tory Lanez - Slept On You Lyrics Ft Bun B



Tory Lanez - Slept On You Lyrics Ft Bun B

New dope track has been dropped and it is by Tory Lanez's upcoming mixtape SwaveyTheMixtape. This track titled "Slept On You" features rapper Bun B on the first verse and is produced by Cardiak.


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[Verse 1 - Bun B]
Man (man) this girl a dime with a penny at it
Lookin' like my future wife (wife)
Somebody let me at it (for real)
Damn baby it's the business and built for it
Sittin' on swole
Man I had to get some seals for it (for it)
I walked up and said
Let me introduce me (introduce me)
You lookin' like a star
We need to make a movie (make a movie)
She said it's cool and all
But you must not remember that
We made one in Septemba (Septemba)
Damn I must've slept on you girl

[Chorus]
You, talkin' about we met before this
Girl I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on...
You killin' em, You killin' em, Dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you
(I slept on you...)
I don't know how I could of slept on you
(I slept on you...)
Baby girl I must of slept on...

[Verse 2]
Ain't no way that I could miss you girl
Yo' face is worth my kisses
Plus you paint that perfect picture
You the baddess
And I never had a chick that has yo' status
So I'm glad
But all them hatin' chicks mad
Haha, laughin' in they faces
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Guess they just gon' have to face it
Chaplain Cassius of your favorite bottles
Probably gettin' wasted
Layin' naked on the beach
Check the facial on yo' features
I mean features on yo' facial
All them divas they must hate ya like they racist
But they racial profiling
On yo' style because we colors you be wylin
Girl yo' tan is from the island
As yo' man, you keep me smilin'
Buy you handfuls of the finest
You the finest
Time is money, use the label
But your face is just so timeless
Haha!

[Chorus]
You, talkin' about we met before this
Girl I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on...
You killin' em, You killin' em, Dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you
(I slept on you...)
I don't know how I could of slept on you
(I slept on you...)
Baby girl I must of slept on...

[Bridge]
I slept on you
Girl I'm so sorry
Come here, work that body
Rock that dress for me...
Yea, yea, yea - Oh yea, Oh yea [x3]
Yea, yea, yea...
(Canada!)

[Chorus]
You, talkin' about we met before this
Girl I must've slept on you
But shawty are you really sure?
I don't how I could of slept on you
It's gotta be that dress on...
You killin' em, You killin' em, Dead wrong
And I don't wanna sing the same song
But I don't know how I could of slept on you

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Tory Lanez - Slept On You Lyrics (Ft Bun B). But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.


Song Tags
Title: Slept On You
Artist: Tory Lanez
Length: 3:22
Album: SwaveyTheMixtape
Genre: Rap RnB
Producer: Cardiak
Featured Artists: Bun B

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Tory Lanez - Konichiwa



Tory Lanez - Konichiwa

New Tory Lanez track called "Konichiwa" which is a japanese word for the english greeting "Hello" or "Hi".


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Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon
Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

[Verse 1]
Say Konichiwa umm, all you niggas know who I am
I rock diamond wooden ? threw some pieces on my timing
I’m in everything that’s fresh and fantastic, yes it gets spastic
and all my measures is drastic like rocking leather in Afri- ca
ha, I’m laughing at you dumbass niggas
bitch, hiking ass gotta give you thumb ass niggas
I aint throw it away, I’m no bum-ass nigga
Give me Jordans and J’s, just a young ass nigga
I wear Levis that be hot as the streets out in Hialeah
I’m watching Eli in the hummer, I’m screaming “Andele E.I”
It’s funny I got your honey, told her welcome to the beehive
I can see why, I can be why the reason you niggas hate
I’m a grinder, that’s just a reminder
You can look around for your girl, you won’t find her
Telling me to chill, I don’t really have the time to
Ohhh where your girl from? Uh, Japan or China
And I’m Just

[Hook]
Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(We don’t talk no more, we make statements)
Konichiwa Bitches
Konichiwa Bitches

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon
Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

[Verse 2]
Say Konichiwale, uchi wale, uzzi bang bang
Mami from Japan, and probably on your rang-a-lang
And you niggas won’t bang-a-thing
I’m wally? wipe your gang-and-them
So if you haters hate me you can lollipop my gang-i-lang
I’m banging like the motherflucking bass up on the treble
I swear I eat these beats and I can taste the instrumental
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Your girl says I’m running through the mazes of her mental
She give me brain she don’t wanna keep the taste up in her dental
Man I know chicks, I got more chicks
I got fast chicks, I got slow chicks
I know flexible chicks that can do gymnastics and aerobics
I know that chick, I know your chick
And I do my singing for chicks
I know more tricks than a magician who know tricks
She say ‘oh shit’, cuz I better get her wetter than the ocean
If you say no to Lanez then p-ssy nigga you don’t know shit
I’m so dope that you can smoke this out in alleyways and porches
I be balling like I’m bowling, but hit strike like it’s a protest in the poaches
Swavey

[Hook]
Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Konichiwa Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(We don’t talk no more, we make statements)
Konichiwa Bitches
Konichiwa Bitches

Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon
Konichiwa Bitches from Beijing to Saigon
Beijing to Saigon, Beijing to Saigon

[Verse 3]
Uh, last verse but the nigga back first
With a billi and a milli and I’m really back for firmly rappers, or silly actors
And I’m going for a bong and I’m on a ladder
And I got a couple women that be living in my city and they can’t talk with me unless they really looking pretty
And the niggas call their phone cuz they really is pity cuz they really give me dome in a tele in a tele
And I’m getting in their belly, really getting ready
Hot like a chilli pepper sitting in the middle of a dessert
I’ma give ya’ll what ya bitches de-nali?
And I be getting blown out when I’m sipping Cavalli
I keep it dirty like bad black chick in an alley
but I be clean like a wiped white chick in a valley
I got a girl in Miami, a chick up in Cali
I do bitch hoes I should be rowdy
Wait, Hold the phone, I’m on the phone
The young soldier, the boy known to hold his own
I make an Atlanta bitch give me Georgia dome
And if I ever am rich I am more than known
The type of balling you gotta put Jordan on
And no, this alcohol got me more than gone
And if you aint heard I’m balling then your source is wrong
And I’ve been looking for a grill like a scorching own
Escort your own to the Porsche owned
And I run this shit like a course baton
My bag is Louis and of course Vuitton
In the air nigga and I aint got my Forces on
I eat rappers and get a full coursing on
Lame, yall niggas get a full torching on
And if you aint doing right then of course it’s wrong
But ima kill them Dr. Kevorkian
Konichiwa Bitches
Swavey

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Tory Lanez - Konichiwa. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.


Song Tags
Title: Konichiwa
Artist: Tory Lanez
Length: 3:58
Type: Full studio version
Genre: Rap