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French Montana

French Montana (born November 9, 1984) is an American rapper and singer of Moroccan descent. He is the founder and CEO of Cocaine City Records. In 2012, he signed a joint venture recording deal with Maybach Music Group and Bad Boy Records. Montana is known for his frequent collaborations with Max B… more »

My choppa go Tadow 
It'll turn you inside out
Her ass like Tadow 
My money like Tadow 
Bling, Tadow (Money)
Bling, Tadow (Money)
Ratchet, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, Tadow 
My choppa go Tadow 
Her ass like Tadow 
My money like Tadow 
My car like Tadow 
Bitch, bling Tadow
Bitch, bling Tadow, money 
Ratchet, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, Tadow 

Yeah, money on my mind, molly in my cup
Mix with that wine, sowy in my blunt 
If that's your zodiac fine, I don't give a fuck
If you rep them dollar signs, go and put em' up
Fuck that I don't buck back
See I buck first, move the fuck back
I bag that, I'll pump that, I'll real estate, I'll Trump that
Y'all be where them chumps at
Y'all be where them punks at
I'll be where them Choppas, Uzi's, AK's, and pumps at
Name a town or city, I ripped it in
A car or model, I whipped it in
A face or shape, I been wit her
If not wit her, a bitch similar
G's on deck, I really live this shit
Back from Lefrak, rack, rack city bitch 


Last name "Money"
 First name "I Love This"
So "Love This Money" is my mothafuckin' government 
Test me uh uh
 Shoot you right there
 Leave you right there
 Leave the scene, tall nigga with long hair
Her ass like tada
Give me that whole enchilada
Pop that pussy for my wallet 
Sex is a weapon, ch ch pa pa
And I'm ridin' around I'm gettin' it
You already know my steelo 
I'm big like sellin' kilos 
And you small, small like peehole 
And the choppa on my backseat 
Hand reach no plan B
I'm the type of nigga wear a pistol to the Grammy's
Test me uh uh
 Shoot you right there
 Leave you right there
 Leave the scene, tall nigga with long hair


If you ain't talkin' dollas 
I ain't tryin' to holler 
Push been on this rap shit
Fuckin' with them guallas 
Fuckin' with them eses
Fillin' up them chargers 
Gas ain't in them gas tanks 
Them shits filled with powder  Caskets for you cowards 
Bang out, let it rang out
Call my choppa Method Man
The way it bring that pain out
Rah! You heard that
Ain't no way to swerve that
 Bullets flip, you on yo ass
That choppa push that curb back
Yughck, fuckin' round with the wrong one
Yughck, spazzin' out like I'm on one
Dark skin nigga wit a long gun
 Right there, that's nightmare 
Like Elm Street, this hell week
I'm candy man with that white chyeah


Written by: TAUHEED EPPS


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