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rowdy rebel - master p lyrics

[intro: french montana & rowdy rebel]
you know what it is
when you hear that
that sh+t hot
haan
ayy, tell that n+gga to spin the car back, real quick, man
holler at me
montana (grrt the—)
i’ma ask him a question, real quick (baow, ayy)

[chorus: rowdy rebel & french montana]
should i walk with my gun today? (hol’ on)
let me think about it
i put my gun on my motherf+ckin’ hip
knowin’ d+mn well, i can’t leave without it (grrt, woo)
2022 masterpiece (ayy, who said that?)
i’m feelin’ bad about it
they say, “rowdy back up in his bag” (what you been doin’?)
they know i ain’t cominotic (bah, bah, bah)
i made the bro hit the club first (ayy, bro, spin)
i’m tryna see if it’s chill
i made the plug eat the perc’ first (n+gga, for what?)
i’m tryna see if it’s real (okay)
she gotta shake on her ass and titties (b+tch, shake that sh+t)
used to go pay her in bills
we got the drop on the opps, but the cops on the block
sh+t, we gon’ lay on ’em still (skrrt)
[verse 1: rowdy rebel]
i made the bro hit the club first (ayy, bro, spin)
i’m tryna see if it’s chill
i made the plug eat the perc’ first (n+gga, for what?)
i’m tryna see if it’s real (okay)
she gotta shake on her ass and titties (b+tch, shake that sh+t)
used to go pay her in bills
we got the drop on the opps, but the cops on the block
sh+t, we gon’ lay on ’em still (skrrt)
i can’t go, i’m the man of my city (in my city)
so my audemar came with a glizzy (grrah)
don’t reach for my bag, that sh+t got my setchi (not my setchi)
this louis vuitton scarf got me itchy (got me itchy)
got a million dollars worth of jewels (and diamonds)
can’t swim, but i got a pool (i’m a diamond)
i can turn one into a two (no reclinin’)
and i can turn two into a four (i ain’t lyin’)
i took my air max’s to diors’ (diors’)
we had an air mattress on the floor (on the floor)
we had thirty chops up on the pole (baow, baow)
turn her whole friends into a cart (to a cart)
came a long way from bein’ poor (bein’ poor)
came a long way from bein’ broke (bein’ broke)
came a long way from bein’ lost (bein’ lost)
and all of a sudden, n+ggas call me the g.o.a.t. (ayy)
[chorus: rowdy rebel & french montana]
should i walk with my gun today? (hol’ on)
let me think about it
i put my gun on my motherf+ckin’ hip
knowin’ d+mn well, i can’t leave without it (grrt)
2022 masterpiece (ayy, who said that?)
i’m feelin’ bad about it
they say, “rowdy back up in his bag” (what you been doin’?)
they know i ain’t cominotic
i made the bro hit the club first (ayy, bro, spin)
i’m tryna see if it’s chill
i made the plug eat the perc’ first (n+gga, for what?)
i’m tryna see if it’s real (okay)
she gotta shake on her ass and titties (b+tch, shake that sh+t)
used to go pay her in bills
we got the drop on the opps, but the cops on the block (montana)
sh+t, we gon’ lay on ’em still (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: french montana]
my heart be racin’ like houssein (baow), mixin’ the perc’ and the addys
my block be jumpin’ like ukraine (go), hop out with twenty+one savages
smokin’ that la, turn a new leaf (new leaf)
n+ggas fourteen days too weak (too weak)
she shakin’ that titty, boy, 2 chainz (2 chainz)
this that bugatti, no musane (skrrt)
they k!lled that boy, first day home (baow)
he told and that boy came back for ’em (uh)
live in the fire, whippin’ and scr+pin’ the pot
ready to live, but they ain’t ready to ride
cheerful bodies, ride through the trenches with rowdy
i’m mixin’ that lean with the molly
ain’t tryna party, blow off your chest with the shotty
frenchie a problem, haan (bah, bah, bah, bah)
[chorus: rowdy rebel]
should i walk with my gun today? (hol’ on)
let me think about it
i put my gun on my motherf+ckin’ hip
knowin’ d+mn well, i can’t leave without it (grrt)
2022 masterpiece (ayy, who said that?)
i’m feelin’ bad about it
they say, “rowdy back up in his bag” (what you been doin’?)
they know i ain’t cominotic
i made the bro hit the club first (ayy, bro, spin)
i’m tryna see if it’s chill
i made the plug eat the perc’ first (n+gga, for what?)
i’m tryna see if it’s real (okay)
she gotta shake on her ass and titties (b+tch, shake that sh+t)
used to go pay her in bills
we got the drop on the opps, but the cops on the block
sh+t, we gon’ lay on ’em still (skrrt)

- rowdy rebel lyrics

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