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You're on the cover of Vogue
Freeze, stop, pose bitch

I'm Jourdan Dunn-ing
Think you're done man
Call me Nicki
I'm just son-ing
All these hoes
Be starting

supposed to eat your pussy with no icing?

You always wanna lick me like a French vanilla ice-cream
You always wanna lick me like a French vanilla ice-cream

French bitch from Montana, told her I'ma Shmurda dance in that coochie
Look, fuck all that singing shit, let's keep it raw and rugged
I wanna see you

Essa bitch me olhando
Com dólar no bolso
Igual o French Montana
Com dólar no bolso
Lil Kith não para

Com a minha marca
Ganho patrocínio
Trajado de grife

by Kiki
She gon' give me 'nini, ayy, 'til I'm weak-weak
I French kiss the money, she French kiss my wee-wee
Came through shittin' on 'em, jewelry

got three)
French Maldives (uh-huh, ha)
Green Card from that visa (Green Card from visa)
Get caught and she leave (get caught and she leave)
By

dated
And I got the 4 on the dash, if I go in the stash
I cop a bag for my motherfuckin' baby
And I got two French bitches with me like I'm Montana
I

to basics
Broke nigga vaccinations
Me and French, hall of fame, comin' off the bench (what?)
A Richard Mille, new McLaren and the baddest bitch (huh)
My

(Came in the party this bitch all up on me, I ain't wanna fuck shawty geek off the molly)
(Montana tommy aim down on lil' shawty, I just caught

you want the money talk, then the money talk
I'ma bang up on your bitch like a bongo
You left your bra and panties in my condo
Get drunk, french kiss,

know
Say you wanna risk it all, I hope
You could never play with 'nani, mm, no-no-no
Said he like me more than his bitch, ooh, oh, no (yikes)

Yeah

Antisocial

Gucci Mane

Just a Jammin Mixtape, Vol. 2

2011

me
Homie ain't the kid, baby he could never be me

How you wanna go and act anti-social
Bet your man don't know you like I know you soldier
Maybe

Antisocial

Gucci Mane

The Burrrprint 2 HD

2010

me
Homie ain't the kid, baby he could never be me

How you wanna go and act anti-social
Bet your man don't know you like I know you soldier
Maybe

you can find me there
You can find me there

Verse 3
French Montana:
What are you, insane, go against the grand
Interference Number be yo' name
Nigga

stroke it too fast, since you met me
I've been callin', callin' you up
Ooh, you know the way I get down
Callin' your bluff, girl, come sex me, yeah

your girl, but she my bitch now (now) (Montana)
French baker whippin' up forty M's (whip it, whip it)
Your favorite rapper naked on their OnlyFans

Yeah, Montana!
Soon as you came home, took you on tour
Leave the streets
Do whatever for your lil' boy
Fast money, bad bitches, livin' in a rush
Nothin'

Hi
My name
Is ass
You can
Kiss me
Put your
Tongue
On my cheeks
French me
I don't give
A shit
If I offend you
If you have
An issue
Bitch
Then diss me

to lose

It's some real shit right here, yeah 
I feel like he feels as far as far as not being able to have your nigga there, me, Chinx and shit
Always

And I live it to the fullest, homie grab life by the balls
So take, those shots
Like your Curry on the clock
Then sit back and relax while she lets that

Every single time
You catch me by surprise
I just can't put my finger on it
Let's paint a pretty picture, picture
And as I lay down with ya, I'mma

for the words I speak
I know the voices of the angels tell me turn the other cheek
But I'm about to rip Hannah Montana's tongue out through her teeth
Je

Fuck What Happens Tonight

Scarface

Excuse My French

2013

Fuck all that ho shit
Fuck all you fuck boys
Bitch, we're real hustlers
Get money,
It's We The Best music, Bad Boy, Coke Boys

I got my gun on me,
I

the way your body twirl
French vanilla cream, body work is mean
Chocolate fudge make a nigga wanna fall in love

You got them fat legs, killin' them