Album Cover The Fargo Splash (feat. Ludacris)

The Fargo Splash (feat. Ludacris)

TORY LANEZ

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They want it now and fast, grabbin′ and smackin' ass

You gotta make it last

What? (Fuck me)Oh, oh, oh

Say it (Make love to me)

Oh, oh, oh

Say it

How these bitches hatin′ on you but it don't offend you?

You my number one, just know that you got no contenders

You keep that pussy so clean when I be goin' in

I′d spend my life in your box, don′t need no codefendant

Go 'head cut these niggas off, like they had no existence

They can′t go the distance

I'm oh for oh for instance

Fuck the gym, let me pull up and get that stroke of fitness

She a five-star shawty, still down to go for Denny′s

Down to go for Wendy's

McDonald′s chicken fries, thick as thighs

Seen it in her eyes, shawty know I know I seen it

Netflix and chill or we could go to dinner

My schedule busy, but for you, girl, I'll make no agenda

You got no contenders

You kept it hot for me all in my cold Decembers

No pretendin'

Don′t be trippin′ on these niggas that you lovin' on

You gon′ fuck 'em, treat ′em like you don't remember

Oh, I need to have it ′til the day you gone

That's from January to December

Whatever you want

More than happy to provide it

Or like beside it

Whatever you want (Yeah)

Oh, shawty, don't you deny it

It feel like we flyin′

Whatever you want (You want, you want)

You know I can provide it

Pullin′ up to story after Mr. Jones (Oh)

Only thing I care about is who gon' get you home

My cigar full of this weed so I can switch the tone

We stumble to my house drunk, is anybody home?

Words slurrin′ and my vision blown

Different zone

Room spinnin', I don′t know

Unzip my pants and get to blowin', you so nasty

Then what′s up with me

You stayed up tonight to fuck with me

Mmm, lucky me

Gucci panties hit that pussy on some double G's

Fifty pairs of those'll only cost a couple G′s, yeah

Just give me something to work with

Something with purpose

First time that we fucked, girl you was nervous

Moanin′ 'fore I even started touchin′ the surface

Whatever you want

Whatever you want, ha

Whatever you wanna be

Act right, shit

She want it now and fast

Grabbin' and smackin′ ass, make it last

Beat me to the finish, wave the checker flag

Toe tag, left the pussy on a death bed

Been milkin' the game since I was breastfed

Long enough to know that women with lisps give the best head

But not with braces

Your pussy talking′s the only conversation, yap, yap

Grab her hair, pull her track back

Got somethin' to prove

Not from Houston but I got somethin' to screw at all times

You said it′s all mine

All dimes, y′all fuck with nickels

I be in them guts, pokin' them sides until it tickles

Squeeze the Charmin on the soft ass

No, I don′t pay 'em to come, I pay ′em to go, ho

No credit, all cash (Ching)

He slidin' up and use a worthful transaction

And just hop up off my dick with no attachments

Usin′ prophylactics (Ha)

Safe to say the song is whatever you want

But it's limited to this penis and a blunt

(Holla at me Luda) Whatever you want (You want)

More than happy to provide it

Or like beside it

Whatever you want (Yeah)

Oh, shawty, don't you deny it

It feel like we flyin′

Whatever you want (Ooh, it′s whatever you want)

You know I can provide it (I can provide it)

Ooh yeah, yeah

I'm ′bout to throw some game, they both one and the same

Cupid's the one to blame

Say it (Whatever you need)

I′m 'bout to shed some light, ′cause each and every night

You gotta do it right (Right)

(Whatever you want)

I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same

Cupid′s the one to blame, say it

Let ′em holla at you. Yo

Yo, what up?

What's poppin′?

Yo, you still with Leah?

Shit, nah, it's crazy. She just left out the car and shit

Did you hit?

Nigga, of course I hit. Nigga, come on, man, It′s me

Hahaha. Wazzup?

Wazzup?

Wazzup?

Wazzup? Hahahaa

Hahaha, nigga, stupid, bruh. Yo, all jokes asides

What the fuck did I call this nigga for again?

Oh yeah, You s..., you sure Leah and Jalissa ain't friends?

Oh, for sure

They don′t even fuck with each other like that

She was in the car talkin' 'bout it and shit

Yeah aight. Well, yo, look. ′Nigga

We wheeled up in the barbershop the other day

Uh-huh

Smokin′ blunts, drinkin' liquor

Shootin′ dice, talkin' shit

Aight, my nigga, I get it

What up like? Like what you tryna tell me, bro? It′s good

See my man was tellin' me, bro. Jalissa, she up to some shit

What?

And the first thing gon′ try to do is

Nyce get off this damn phone!

Oh fuck

I told you I had to use the phone

You up here bumpin' your gum, hang up this phone

Ayo, man, you know why I'm wildin′ and shit

You know what I′m sayin', it′s all good. I'ma holla at you later, bro

Tory: Aight, my nigga