Letra de Where 2 Start - Tory Lanez

Skrr

Yeah, ayy, ayy

Ayy, I (I)

I know this ain't a park, but

Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and

I could show your ass where to start

Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga

Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga

Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure

She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? (Nah)

She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched

Ayy, and she know that we a match

Wavy-haired nigga but I'm rough, I got a patch

We ain't Siamese, we don't need to get attached

Found a new nigga and you still came back (Back)

Five foot five, brown eyes, oh, dawg, oh

Bitch, I'm a beast, I'm a dog, baby, bow-wow

Cullinan with stars, like Nick Cannon, tryna wild out

You gon' let me beat it like I skipped the trial

Ayy, all my bitches got some real edges say, "Yeah"

Say she don't wanna fuck but end up fuckin' every time

Feel like I'm from H-Town when I came down (Came down)

Playin' with that pussy, fresh up out the playground

Lil' Tory

I know this ain't a park, but

Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and

I could show your ass where to start

Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga

Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga

Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure

She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? (Nah)

She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched

Snatched up, ooh, damn, yeah, days later (Days)

Pretty brown skin, ass on Jada Wada

She like, "Fuck a gym," trainin' with her waist trainer (Haha)

Shawty givin' me the blues like a bass player

I be dunkin' in that pussy, went in straight the lay up

I'm ballin' so on point, I can lay a J up

I'm gettin' money, hit the NaeNae on the naysayer

I'm makin' movies with your bitch, I had to Ray J her, yeah

Kim Kardash' with that ass and she know it (She know it)

Sex like a cardiovascular moment (You know it)

Lookin' at that pussy, I'm like, "Show me my opponent" (Fuck)

"Show me my opponent"

Lil' Tory

I know this ain't a park, but

Baby, come and slide on a nigga, and

I could show your ass where to start

Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga

Yeah, Lambo J, I call him Jigga

Flat tummy tea, but she don't need to watch her figure

She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch? (Nah)

She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched

She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched

She just wanna show them other bitches that she snatched

That's why I be creepin' on the low with her

I know that you think I'm just a homie (Yeah)

I'm jumpin' off the dresser, hittin' the floor with her

You call up her phone, she like, "What, nigga?" (Yeah)

Tellin' you that she out with the homies

But if I was you, I would come get her

'Cause when she say the homies, that mean just me

Yeah, ayy

She wanna fuck man and I'm your man

So what does that mean?

In and out these bitches like the needle out the vaccine

Bitches wanna tell you 'bout my—

Like I'm Maxine

Runnin' through that ho and all her friends like the track team

Now I fuck her friends together, baby, they a tag team

Yeah, I don't care if they square or they flat screen

I've been out here makin' movies, bitch, it ain't no sad scenes

Well, fuck it, what he want from me anyway?

Ayy

Gun is dirty than a bitch but my racks clean

Yeah, I got a bitch, pussy nice but she act mean

Fuckin' on her friend, put me in, that's a tag team

Yeah, and of course

Love my bitch on all fours, suckin' dick with force

French lil' bitch say, "Bonjour," she get no remorse

All my bitches rich, they don't wear no Michael Kors, yeah

I, I know this ain't a park

Baby, come and slide on a nigga

And I could show your ass where to start

Put your soul, heart and mind on a nigga

My nigga Lambo J, I call him Jigga

Flat tummy, tea, but she don't need to watch her figure

She don't need to pose for the 'Gram, what's the catch?

She just wanna show all them bitches that she snatched up

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