TY DOLLA SIGN LYRICS
album: "Free TC" (2015)
Blasé
(feat. Future & Rae Sremmurd)
[Intro - Future:]
You know what's going on
Over there and over there, okay
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign (Future):]
(Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé)
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
[Verse 1 - Ty Dolla $ign:]
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, all I drink is Bombay
When I'm with my niggas, I might drink that Henny
Smoking Kush and pull it, motherfuck the police
I ain't scared to die, on them dead homies
Hit them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still with the shit
I'm young and I'm rich, young and I'm rich
I got hoes nigga, I got hoes in different area codes, I think I'm Nate Dogg
I started from the ground I'm that nigga now
I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?
And my bitch cold, She a centerfold
Put her on a stand, and she never told
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign (Future):]
(Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé)
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
[Verse 2 - Slim Jimmy:]
I break the bank like an athlete, hon
Shawty caught drunk, fucking up her new Louboutins
If I let her in my Masi she might be a trending topic
Before she gotta ride it, bust it, pop it, Blasé, Blasé
Been spent your rent and I'm still blowing big faces
Something 'bout them Ben Franklins make any bitch get naked
Crew got the juice, bitch you don't need no chasers
Ball on these niggas, I need knee replacements
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign (Future):]
(Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé))
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
[Verse 3 - Swae Lee:]
Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body
I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me, keep her rowdy
Seen around me, all we do is dip and dab
Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bitches really smash
It's a 50/50 chance I might, get ya, get ya
It's a 50/50 chance that these niggas didn't pitch in
I'm pouring up 'til I can't no more
I swear everything I see slow mo'
[Hook - Ty Dolla $ign (Future):]
(Ordered up a hundred roses
Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé)
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like
Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr
Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé
[Outro - Future:]
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Alcohol and chronic is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want
Is all we want
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn
Copyright: Nayvadius Maximus Music, Irving Music Inc.
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Drop That Kitty
(feat. Charli XCX & Tinashe)
[Hook: Charli XCX]
Drop that kitty down low
Pop that kitty down low
Shop that like a window
I'm gon' make you explode
Drop that kitty down low
Pop that kitty down low
Take that video phone
Drop that kitty down low
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop that kitty down low
Pop it like a pistol
Make it clap for a stack
Don't forget to look back, noooo
Ass up, face down
Give it to me, give it to me now
Send me the pics and the videos
Ooh she so material, here we go
Here we go, I got a bad one
Now shake that if you got a fat one
Pour it up and spill it out
Let a boss pour it in your mouth, girl
Who is she? She's not with me
She the type of chick in the club every week, work that
Told her drop it to the ground and bring it back
[Hook: Charli XCX]
[Bridge: Tinashe & Charli XCX]
I know you want it all, I'm giving you a show
You like what I'm doin'? Drop that kitty down low
I know you want it all, I'm giving you a show
You like what I'm doin'? Drop that kitty down low
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shake, shake, shake it like a salt shaker
She goin' hard like a jawbreaker
Dress fittin' on that body like wallpaper
I want it right now, not later
Left right, left right, girl get it, get it
Bring it right here, hey kitty, kitty
Stop playin' with it
The kitty good? I'm stayin' with it
One hunnid, yeah everything one hunnid
I got a pitbull, make the kitty run from it
Make it work, I'm playin' with the kitty and it ain't got fur
Money long, my money long
You ain't worry bout it girl, you got your own
Yeah, independent
Drop it to the ground and get it, get it
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Tinashe:]
Come a little closer, come be my boy
[Hook]
[Bridge]
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L.A.
(feat. Kendrick Lamar & D&D)
[Sample:]
"Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard, machine gun
Bulletproof glass"
[Hook - D&D:]
L.A., can't believe I found love in the city of L.A
L.A., it's the city of angels, they can take you anywhere
In L.A., L.A., L.A., L.A., we found, found love in L.A., L.A., L.A., L.A
We found love
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
In the city of the gang bang
Yeah, we still dying over red and blue strings
Chuck my set up and it feel good
Cause don't nobody love you more than your neighborhood
We always had bitches, we don't love those
Grew up around the gangsters and the cutthroats
Be careful where you at, you might get bust on
Yeah, all my South Central niggas, Inglewood, twist your fingers up
Compton and Watts, Eastside, always turning up
Bad bitches up at Greystone and Supper Club
Tell 'em where we're from like
[Hook]
[Kendrick Lamar:]
God, let me right my wrongs, God, let me write this song
God in the middle with a mark
Let me hit a pawn shop, momma said we need a loan
God, let me dedicate this to the 80% that ain't never coming home
God, let me know you exist
In a city where a hundred hollow-tips get thrown
I'm off that Centennial
Fuckin' at the party, nigga, at the party, we fade ten or more
My hood came thinkin' we yellin', "We in this bitch"
Then we yellin', "We in your bitch"
Or you tellin' all of us our dwellin' inside of 2Pacolypse, thug life
And we off that whoopty-whoopty-whoop
And we in that hoopty with the two choppers
So we're guaranteed to shoot
Lock us in the L.A. County zoo
Watch us eat a bear alive and, ooh this feels so good to keep it true
This feels so good, I'm keepin' you
Hope I'm teachin' you all the lessons I learned
When I made that turn off the 110
Watch that marijuana just burn
This shit just make you wanna just sin
See that Staples Center high yearnin' if the Lakers get me a win
I'm gon' liquor shot in memory of Pac, Makaveli live again
Bitch, I'm in L.A. yeah, yeah, motherfucker
[Hook]
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Only Right
(feat. Joe Moses, TeeCee4800 & YG)
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I brought my niggas, it was only right
Bought a new whip, it was only right
Bad bitch, but it's only right
Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right
Same friends, but it's only right
All my niggas rich, man, it's only right
Get it how you live, man, it's only right
Broke bread with my bitch, man, it's only right
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, it's only right that I ball
Only right that all my ex-bitches gone, yeah, it's only right
If a nigga ever try
Only right if a nigga gotta die, yeah, it's only right
It's only right we on top
All you copycat niggas, stop, man, that ain't right
It's only right that I gas
Only right I still whoop a niggas ass, yeah, it's only
[Verse 2: TeeCee4800]
It's only right she fuck with a nigga like me
It's only right I fucked a bitch in my Nikes
It's only right that I fuck her all night, give her pipe
Have her fucked up saying, 'Alright'
Ay, it's TeeCee the loc
She say my dick big, but she still will not choke
I hit that, get ghost, run around in that Ghost
Run a red light, so close
And I might throw couple dollars if I see her working that pole
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I brought my niggas, it was only right
Bought a new whip, it was only right
Bad bitch, but it's only right
Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right
Same friends, but it's only right
All my niggas rich, man, it's only right
Get it how you live, man, it's only right
Broke bread with my bitch, man, it's only right
[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
Yeah, it's only right where my flag be
All fuckin' red, bitch, I get it from my daddy
It's only right I'm a whoop
It's only fuckin' right if I fuck, you was cute
Niggas only right if the money be long
And it don't feel right if the condom was on
But it's only right, I got one night
I give her 'Murder Was the Case' like Suge Knight
[Verse 4: YG]
See, me, see, me, I act a fool in that pussy
Virgin bitches run, so I'm bool in that puss
That new Ghost 'bout three hun'ed
Nine hun'ed cash and it feel like I ain't spend nothin'
It was only right they gave me half a mil
That was only one deal, that shit got me the chills, nigga
No drive-throughs to buy foods, no dinner tables
But me Ty, Mustard all got mils, nigga
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I brought my niggas, it was only right
Bought a new whip, it was only right
Bad bitch, but it's only right
Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right
Same friends, but it's only right
All my niggas rich, man, it's only right
Get it how you live, man, it's only right
Broke bread with my bitch, man, it's only right
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
It's only right, I'm a fuck a bad bitch tonight
Girl, you got just what I want
Let me give it to you, girl, put it on me
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I brought my niggas, it was only right
Bought a new whip, it was only right
Bad bitch, but it's only right
Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right
Same friends, but it's only right
All my niggas rich, man, it's only right
Get it how you live, man, it's only right
Broke bread with my bitch, man, it's only right
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Stand For
[Intro:]
If you believe in somethin', then stand for it
[Verse 1:]
Said I stand for my niggas doin' life
Free my niggas right right now
And I stand for my bitches doin' right
Up early cookin' breakfast, comin' home at night
Stand for my niggas on the bottom
Never went to college but they're full of street knowledge, hell yeah
I stand for my niggas, I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Big P was the first one to say
"You the one, lil' nigga"
And a few years later
We won, lil' nigga
Fuck whatever they're doin'
We outdone them niggas
And I stand for this shit
A bitch nigga try me, I've been payin' for this shit
God dammit I stand for
Everything I stand for
Bad bitches and a whole lot of stamps
In my passport
Nigga I stand for
Never seen me on the stand though
Nigga I stand for
Ask your bitch, she know I'm the man though
[Hook:]
I be standin' on couches, in the club
Spillin' liquor
Standin' up while I'm fuckin'
My bitches
I'm a stand up nigga
You a real nigga, I'll stand up with you
I'm a stand up nigga
Told my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you
I'm a stand up nigga
You a real nigga, I'll stand up with you
I'm a stand up nigga
Told my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you
[Bridge:]
Stand for makin' dough, stand for takin' dough
Stand for what I know
Stand for my niggas on these blocks
[Verse 2:]
I'm a vegi buyin' green dots
Young niggas in the weed spot
Tryna get the money for the whip
Lil' nigga in the g ride
He ain't got no money for no whip
Ghostride that shit, real nigga gon' provide that shit
He gon' do whatever for the bread
Fuck your point, it's beside that shit
Either you stand for somethin' or fall for nothin'
This shit is simple, no discussion
Your bitch is disgustin'
She know I love it, I'm always fuckin'
Until I'm bustin'
[Hook]
Writer(s): Glenda Proby, Tyrone William Griffin Jr, Dacoury Natche, Thomas Wesley Pentz
Copyright: Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Songs Of Smp, Dahi Productions, Makin' Grandma Proud Music, Sony/ATV Sonata, Its Drugs Publishing, Emi April Music Inc., I Like Turtles Music
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When I See Ya
(feat. Fetty Wap)
Dolla $ign, Dolla...
I got more money than your nigga do girl
You ain't worry bout it
We be still fuckin' around and I got a bitch too
We ain't worry bout it
Ohh ohh ohh, we ain't worry bout it
Yeah, cause we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gone fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya
Girl we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gone fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You said that sloppy ass nigga ain't hit it right
I came through, I fucked all on you, had you feelin' right
I brought the weed, you had the drank
We got dumb lit
We turn the music loud so they can't hear
Cause you be loud as a bitch when I'm deep in that shit
If my bitch find out I be pleadin' the fifth
Why your home girls say we pull off in the four
Them bitches ain't got any money
Them bitches can't tell you nothing
I got more money than your nigga do girl
You ain't worry bout it
We be still fuckin' around and I got a bitch too
We ain't worry bout it
Ohh ohh ohh, we ain't worry bout it
Cause we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gon' fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya (we gon' fuck)
Girl we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gon' fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Fetty Wap:]
We be goin' all night girl
Droppin' them drawers, puttin' holes in the walls
You a freak and I like that girl
Come ride with a boss, pull a check at the mall
So you can leave your man at home
I'm just tryna play baby, I ain't tryna waste no time
We ain't got all day baby, hit it then I press rewind
Won't you come my way baby
Got way more money than y'all
Nigga ain't got no bank, baby
Sneak up from behind 'em, dancing while we singing
You ain't never met a nigga like me
Girl you know my name baby
I got more money than your nigga do girl
You ain't worry bout it
We be still fuckin' around and I got a bitch too
We ain't worry bout it
Ohh ohh ohh, we ain't worry bout it
Cause we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gon' fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya (we gone fuck)
Girl we gon' fuck when I see ya (girl we gon' fuck)
All we do is fuck when I see ya
