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lirik lagu Blasé (Remix) – Ty Dolla $ign

[intro: diddy]
yo, let me get some blue dot in this b-tch
yo, turn off all the m-th-f-ckin lights
it’s about to happen
i feel so high right now

[hook: future, ty dolla $ign & diddy]
ordered up a hundred rosés, leave the benz like blasé, blasé
i’m just, whipping maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
i’m just, blasé, blasé
ayo, this is the remix, you see me, b-tch?
i’m just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
whipping maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah
ayo, ayo, don’t talk if you can’t live that n-gg-
ayo, but talk that sh-t

[verse 1: ty dolla $ign (diddy)]
blasé, blasé, blasé, bombay, bombay, bombay
watch me do my gin face (ciroc), we been making plenty
f-ck what a n-gg- say, when he broke anyway
we some young renegades, still taking all fades
long dreads with the braids, sawed off 12 gauge
feel like baby face nelson, did a song with babyface
b-tch i’m reppin’ taylors, b-tch i’m reppin’ taylors
all my n-gg-s neighbors, we do no favors
tc got the backwood, i just roll the papers
i’m just getting paper, i just keep it player
i don’t do no cuffing, i will never save her
i don’t f-ck with bacon
f-ck george bush and ronald reagan
i don’t f-ck with donald trump, he don’t like us
i don’t f-ck with snitches, mic’d up
we be in atlanta and we piped up
you ain’t never seen n-gg-s like us (say what?)
n-gg- hitting them licks, f-cking your b-tch, still with the sh-t
i’m young and i’m rich, young and i’m rich
i got hoes n-gg-, i got hoes
in different area codes
i think i’m nate dogg

[hook: future, ty dolla $ign, & diddy]
ordered up a hundred rosés, leave the benz like blasé, blasé
this, is, the remix
i’m just, whipping maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
(ayo, yeah) i’m just, blasé, blasé
i’m just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
whipping maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
(still getting these ills, still getting these ills)
(whatever you need we got it, still getting these ills)
ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah
(yeah n-gg-, yeah n-gg-, let’s go)

[interlude: juicy j (under hook)]
yessir! whip, whip, whip, whip
still making millions, mayne, hey, hey, hey
still getting these ms, still getting these ms
(we ain’t going nowhere, bruh)
(whatever you need, we got it) still getting these ms
yeah, n-gg-, yeah, n-gg-, yeah, n-gg-, yeah, n-gg-
(let’s get it!)

[verse 2: juicy j]
got your chick in my ferrari, all i hear is blasé, blasé
’bout to kick her -ss out if she ain’t down with the menaging
i got icicles all on my belt (yeah)
being real ain’t never felt better (yeah)
i just called my -ssistant and asked for an update
money all over my schedule
blowing kush all into the ozon
with a first cl-ss seat with a robe on (mhm)
with a bad little b-tch from the projects (yessir)
with a purse full of hydrocodone (always)
i do live on sundays, i do worse ‘fore i go on mondays (let’s go)
i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ boss, i got mo’ sauce than pace picante
n-gg-s muggin in the club cause they starving
i order a hundred wings then send them n-gg-s a bottle
tell them, they need a job? then give me a call tomorrow
now stop staring at me dawg, you ’bout to upset my shottas
blaow!

[hook: future, ty dolla $ign, & diddy]
ordered up a hundred rosés, leave the benz like blasé, blasé
now if you gon’ come in the club, n-gg-, come in the club
i’m just, whipping maserati, i’m just (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
if you gon’—if you gon’ spend it
blasé, blasé, i’m just (spend it all, man)
blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé, i’m just (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
whipping maserati (skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, talk to ’em, man

[interlude: jeezy (under hook)]
oh, this the remix right here?
yeah, i might need, uh, gold bottles
you know how we do, n-gg-
ty, what’s happening, n-gg-? yg, what it do?

[verse 3: jeezy]
got that ap, cost a masi’, got my eyes all on taraji
if i see her, i’ma get her, wouldn’t be right if i weren’t c-cky
kept me spazzing up in neiman, popping grown n-gg- tags
yeah these b-tches love a n-gg-, i got that grown n-gg- swag
yeah, big balling in miami, we screaming, woah, kemosabe
say i pull up, steal the shine, you f-ckin’ right, b-tch, it’s a robbery
lay it down, lay it down, yeah, you hoes lay it down
f-ck who i want, it’s my prerogative, i just went bobby brown
okay, went triple on the styrofoam, champagne off in my cup
look here, b-tch, if you so smart, how ’bout some brains off in my truck?
if they say i’m in the building then you know that b-tch is lit
hey free tc and free nito, f-ck the blasé, i’m with the sh-ts
w-ssup?

[hook: future & ty dolla $ign (jeezy/diddy)]
ordered up a hundred rosés, need a benz like blasé, blasé
i’m just, whipping maserati
(n-gg-s ain’t talking ’bout sh-t man)
i’m just, blasé, blasé
(n-gg-s talking to me softly)
(n-gg-s just talk cause they got lips)
i’m just, blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah, yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
this is the remix, let’s go somewhere)

[outro: ty dolla $ign (diddy)]
alcohol and chronic, yeah, that’s all we want
(ayo, i’m so high right now)
alcohol and chronic, yeah, that’s all we want
(ay, ty what was that sh-t that you had)
alcohol and chronic, yeah, that’s all we want
(what was that sticky stuff that you put on it though?)
alcohol and chronic, yeah, that’s all we want
(what the f…what was that? why this sh-t got me?)
that’s all we want
(but, hey, man, it’s love)
that’s all we want
(it’s love)
that’s all we want
(it’s love that’s all you feeling it the love, hey man)
that’s all we want
(yeah, i’m that n-gg-)

- ty dolla ign

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