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Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Hannah Montana/Hannah Montana the Movie (Hutchinson, Hutch) · I Wanna Be Your Bitch (DJ Danny) · Das Beste von Heino [Montana] (Heino) · Hannah Montana: The Movie (Hannah Montana) · Montana Cafe (Hank Williams, Jr.) · Montana Trax: The Boy Somethin' Great (8Ball) · Randy Montana (Randy Montana) · Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus (Ray Price) – and 90 other albums »


to Alaska by the mornin'
You want me to be the bad guy, ok it's on then
Champagne spillin', crabcakes everywhere
My white bitch trippin she say ain't
Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take 'em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana

I take over the streets, fresh off
Montana I'm drinking the lean out the Phantom
Glaw, Glaw, Glaw, fuck nigga got anna
Got your bitch, she white
Hannah Montana in a Panamara
She a college
bitch
Get your time piece up
Bum bitches
Some new shit
French Montana
The baddest bitch
3 0 5
Day county
Fuck all you other bitches
Yea I said
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take 'em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana

I take over the streets,
objects got me sharp as an arrow
While my gypsy for a mama reads cards from the tarot
I'm a alchemist strategist
Internet rap star
Saw ya bitch hanging
ain't no sunshine when your cheese gone
When your cheese gone, ooohh

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Money be the root of evil
Hanging on the block with
jump to the top
I be French Montana from da da da block
Went solo on ya ass, solo on the ave
All white navy blue polo with the hat
I go rawr rawr
out here
P snapbacks on niggas heads out here
So don't you come fuckin' with the little homie
So OG they call me Tony
Montana, no French, my red
And the French dog blues
And the French dog blues by the French dog blues

Never surrender to flattery
Frown on, come down on duplicity
And above all things
rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will
my French
I speak English but check my French
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French, bitch 

I guess I left my dignity up in the cupboard
didn't love that
Rollin' on some white balls and hubcaps

And even though I got long nails
No more French manicures bitch
You gots to do your own nails
I
a pound of the purp
So much work he'll smoke up the Earth
Polo Ground, A$AP World

(Haaan!) That ain't Kanye, that's Montana
Loose cannon, he shot me so I
Fuck up my bitch by the change
Brought me from trap house to stage
I wanna jump in the air
You know the love ain't fair

You killin then show us
a little bitch, little balls, little dick
Let me show you how to work your tongue like a hurricane
We ain't here to play no games, baby give me everything
lame, get it through your brain like dad's dick
Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, bitch
Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses
Take
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in
my blick nigga
Me and Flockaveli, bitch I'm sensin' like I'm belly
They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly
Trained To Go nigga, how I rob
win your love for me

Don't know much about history,
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book,
Don't know much about the french
eat your Wheaties, cause I don't pause
What are you laughing at, ain't a damn thing funny
(Bitch betta have my money)
I don't charge by the inch, I
win your love for me

Don't know much about history,
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book,
Don't know much about the french
I pull up in that thang all on them alloys
With so many carrots on, bugs bunny'll die for
Your bitch call me Steve-o, cause I ball like I'm d-rose