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curren$y - these bitches - 401845 lyrics

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[hook: french montana]
on it, your b-tch calling
said she on a pill and she rolling, dog
she want it all night long
straight cash, all i want
them doors go up on that lam’
b-tches sucking over, no hand
she want me spend this cash all on her
i just hit that p-ssy, now i’m gone

[verse 1: french montana]
too much gone, all to think about
i just need some good head, baby think it out
i slam doors on your favorite wh0r-‘s
n-ggas lost and won, some n-ggas won and lost
can’t run, n-gga pray
toast up for my n-ggas, make a milli’ off a day
them nightmares come true fast
shining on your t.v. n-gga, newsflash
school of hard knock, pocket all knots
in that small box, making young n-ggas roll fast
montana, fast money with a slow -ss
you f-ck n-ggas stinking with your old -ss
what’s in my pocket is your hoes?
i’m riding slow, these n-ggas talking fast
rolling, n-gga popped a pill and i’m rolling

[hook]
on it, your b-tch calling
said she on a pill and she rolling, dog
she want it all night long
straight cash, all i want
them doors go up on that lam’
b-tches sucking over, no hand
she want me spend this cash all on her
i just hit that p-ssy, now i’m gone

[verse 2: curren$y]
six-hundred a bottle, bring ten
no sparkler’s, too much attention
drawing stalkers, b-tches be fishing for baller’s
i’m bossing, new orleans
ferrari’s, bentley’s
to monte carlo’s, el camino’s, impala’s
disappearing with your broad at three in the morning
penthouse, hotel room cards
big dog, underground rap star, i can’t lay down
too long baby, plus i know your mans at home going crazy
and in my world you know the game ain’t waiting
for no n-gga putting p-ssy before paper’s
so repair your make-up, and have your alibi made up
i hate to be the reason you and old boy breakup
i wake up, bake up
night time, smoke the stage up, counting cake up, good time
oh my montana, andretti c0ke wave
jet life

[hook]
on it, your b-tch calling
said she on a pill and she rolling, dog
she want it all night long
straight cash, all i want
them doors go up on that lam’
b-tches sucking over, no hand
she want me spend this cash all on her
i just hit that p-ssy, now i’m gone



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