- French Montana FTMU 歌詞
- French Montana
- F*ckin the money up, feel like I aint done enough
Come get your b!tch back, I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
Right now is all
Hitmaka (Tay Keith, f*ck these n!ggas up!)
F*ckin the money up, feel like I aint done enough
Come get your b!tch back, I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
Ride with the big strap , we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
I aint with the chit-chat, we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
F*ckin the money up, f*ckin the money up
F*ckin the money up, f*ckin the money up
Ride with the big strap, wе let it go, we dont give a f*ck
Come get your b!tch back, sent her to DR for tummy tuck
F*ckin the money up (Yeah)
Pickin your honey up
We got that new vibe (What?)
For hunnids with blue collars
Like it with no mileage
Montega Don Dada
Covered in sunflowers, residue, gunpowder
Neck full of blood diamonds
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Ooh)
Talkin you did it, you aint done enough (Ooh)
Talkin makes bad then we double up (Ooh)
Snipe her, then leave you to cuddle up (Ooh)
Came with the load I got left from the tab
Left with a suit and I came with a mask
Talkin the plug, Im the socket (Ayy)
Caught off the rebound like Rodman (Ayy)
Chemist, Im cookin up
My dog, he hooded up
For a ten piece theyll shoot your head off
Skully and suit like Sam Ross
Nah, homie, never, we aint the same, different tax brackets
Kris Kross n!ggas playin games (Ooh), ass backwards
F*ckin the money up, feel like I aint done enough
Come get your b!tch back, I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
Ride with the big strap, we let it go , we dont give a f*ck
I aint with the chit-chat, we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
F*ckin the money up, f*ckin the money up
F* ckin the money up, f*ckin the money up
Ride with the big strap, we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
Come get your b*tch back, sent her to DR for tummy tuck ( Montana)
Copped me a Mulsanne (Huh?)
Top of the food chain (Huh?)
Block to the Forbes list
Suckers they forfeit (Ooh, he on)
Shawty is topless (Prove me wrong)
Every summer we droppin (Do me wrong)
F*ck all the gossip (Ayy)
Stepped it up couple of notches (Ayy)
This on my wall a Picasso
Lion face or the Medusa?
Came in the club with the Uzi
First year made it varsity
Mama done raised a boss with her
First year like, 'Yeah, who Montana ?'
K, K, K like Ku Klux Klan
First n!gga play, thats click-click, bang
Strapped from the get, n!ggas gettin no change
F*ckin the money up, drop head when its sunny up
Get them hoes in the loop now, got killers in a suit now
I cook up pure with no soda
Baguette diamonds flash like Kodak
Take it, b!tch, free Kodak
Montana that n!gga, you know that, ha
F*ckin the money up, feel like I aint done enough
Come get your b!tch back, I sent her to DR for tummy tuck
Ride with the big strap, we let it go, we dont give af*ck
I aint with the chit-chat, we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
F*ckin the money up, f*ckin the money up
F*ckin the money up , f*ckin the money up
Ride with the big strap, we let it go, we dont give a f*ck
Come get your b!tch back, sent her to DR for tummy tuck
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