Tory Lanez

Tory Lanez - Uber Everywhere lyrics

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Took the Uber to your house now

Took the Uber to your house now

I just took the Uber, yeah yeah

Cause I'm rolling with the shooters, yeah yeah

Hella choppers, hella rugers, yeah yeah

Down to lift you like a movie, yeah yeah yeah

Shawty always got the lean, yeah

She want to f**k the one umbrella team, yeah

Put your bitch in Uber X, yeah yeah

In Dubai I Uber jet, yeah yeah



I took Uber to your crib

Ain't gon' lie girl I was f**ked up off the shits

f**k with me I bring two bad ones to the crib

f**k with me I bring new backwoods to the crib

And every bitch a nigga f**ked be on my dick

No I don't know I ain't always come down to this

My only rule is just don't hit me on my trap phone

You know I can't get caught up on my trap phone



Five stars to my Uber, yeah

Help me smoke up in the Uber

Cause I don't need no xan, need no lean

I keep this shit clean, Hennessy and weed when I do her



Uber on the way, yeah yeah

So you get on your way, yeah yeah

Rounding up the bitches like I'm Nino

Took this flow from Travis I know he know (Straight up!)

I got a brand new scheme for kicking up out of this

When she come up in the crib ain't sucking on no dick



I'm a put her in that Uber and put her on that trip

Halfway through the ride I'm canceling that shit, yeah

Halfway through the ride I'm canceling that shit, yeah

Shit, you the shit, with the Kylie Jenner lips



You know I'm that singing nigga I might give Kylie Jenner dick

With them Black Chyna hips they collide in this shit

Oh I knew you was a trick, you slip and slide in that shit

It be me and Play Picasso ain't no Metro in this hoe

I be stunting, I be gas like it's petrol in this hoe

And them bitches vote for me it's like I'm Pedro in this hoe

I be changing all my exes like a gecko in this hoe, yeah



Riding round the city with the lean on my face

Kellz ain't reading books but he got magazines on his waist

I might swipe you for these bottles got 13 on the way

I'm a fly nigga ain't no Robin jeans on my waist

Pussy boy I'll slap that smile clean off your face



You don't know no trap niggas you don't be round this way

You some actor nigga boy I used to see you on the screen

Now skrt skrt all that Uber whip around the way

Uber everywhere
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