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montana of 300 - play doe lyrics

stacks, beeds, empire
[intro]
300

[hook: montana of 300]
designer clothes yo this man be rockin’ labels
h-lla bands rubber bands ‘round h-lla bank roll
h-lla b-tches probably slip d-ck in your main ho
but watch what you say tho, i promise he don’t play doe
designer clothes this man be rockin’ labels
h-lla bands rubber bands ‘round h-lla bank roll
h-lla b-tches probably slip d-ck in your main ho
but watch what you say tho, i promise he don’t play doe

[verse 1: montana of 300]
it’s mister let that forty bang b-tch i do my thang
someone go tell eddie cain that i’m ‘bout to make it rain
i got prada, i got louis, i got gucci on me
i swear all the b-tches want to put that coochie on me
i’m off the chain b-tch like django
up in a range rover up d-ck on your main ho
you could keep your heart shawty, i just want the brain doe
and i be coming off the top, volcano
up in the gucci store i got h-lla bank roll
big spending ‘round this b-tch, tornado
gucci rain boots i’m ‘bout to make it rain dough
stacks on top of stacks b-tch it look like i’m stacking lego
connected like some cables, i got h-lla pesos
pounds of that loud yall could call a n-gga pedro
i blow yo -ss away doe, give yo -ss a halo
when i put that steel in yo face like kano

[hook: montana of 300]
designer clothes this man be rockin’ labels
h-lla bands rubber bands ‘round h-lla bank roll
h-lla b-tches probably slip d-ck in your main ho
but watch what you say tho, i promise he don’t play doe
designer clothes this man be rockin’ labels
h-lla bands rubber bands ‘round h-lla bank roll
h-lla b-tches probably slip d-ck in your main ho
but watch what you say tho, i promise he don’t play doe

[verse 2: montana of 300]
i be poppin’ tags b-tch i got that bag
a crib with h-lla swag, every b-tch i f-ck is bad
i got b-tches, i got money, i got stacks on deck
i swear everywhere i go there’s h-lla straps on deck
got my k!ller wit me and they shinin’
and three b-tches wit me frankie lymon
when in the club i make two of ‘em sneak the iron in
we break the law like f-ck a badge and f-ck a siren
b-tch i’m racked up go get yo racks up
i stay strapped up i dare yo -ss to act up
big thumper on my hip n-gga jack coo
i whack you and add another tattoo
yeah i be ballin’ but mention my name
and i’m roll up with that heat like lebron james
and i don’t say sh-t all i know is spray sh-t
i stick that pump inside yo whip gas station

- montana of 300 lyrics

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