- French Montana White Dress 歌词
- French Montana
- Hey cop
Montana They forgot who's battlin'? Twenty bands Made millions over a decade We ain't losing though A'ight, I pray we live, I pray we live For a thousand years, for a thousand years And if I hurt you, if I hurt you baby Baby drink Ciroc (baby drink Ciroc) For your tears (For your tears) You been lookin' at me Montana You been lookin' at me Coke boy Skrrt skrrt(You been lookin' at me) 'Cause you control my vices I just want to fuck you on your nice shit Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless I just want to fuck you in your white dress I'll bet, oh I think she like it Talk to me nicely, oww oww Talk to me nicely, oww oww I got you Closet lookin' like Milan Fashion Week I got you Money jumpin' like Lebron, Dominique I got you Better do or die A hundred with the guy Pull up with the gun Wrath with the styles Talkin' me so reckless Diamonds on my necklace Chest playin' checkers The Avion breakfast Dimes clean dirty wine though See the future like I'm Rocko And I fall feel like Shampoo Fuckin' all these foreign chicks Put some hoes in foreigns You thought she was yours She smell like Michael Kors Shoes fuckin' up my floors Who that nigga? I'm the definition Wearin' penny loafers We ain't penny pinchin' Got the baddest bitches baggin' in the kitchen Got that Bobby Brown, we that new edition These rappers ain't Nas Just look at their commas I skate on the diamonds I smoke with the farmers Buy my shoes small, goin' toe to toe I burn my bridges I'ma call the boat Willie beaming with the audible Ballin' like I'm Earl Manigault They countin' to the south The bag is a mountain I fucked my accountant That pussy's a fountain I pledge of allegiance You better believe it I boarded a flight Trump fucked up a Visa Bitch I'm no regular, bitch I'm no second Know the one, I'm the one that's ahead of ya If you talk mills, bitch I'm affiliate Ciroc boy Shot you a million('Cause you control my vices) I just want to fuck you on your nice shit Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to fuck you In your white dress I'll bet, oh I think she like it Talk to me nicely, oww oww Talk to me nicely, oww oww 'Cause you control my vices I just want to fuck you on your nice shit Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift I'll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to fuck you In your white dress I'll bet, oh I think she like it Talk to me nicely, oww oww Talk to me nicely, oww You been lookin' at me And you watch it watch it watch it
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