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the blue boy awaitin' (Mmm I don't think so)
Cause what's the point of talking if we don't gossip just a little bit
Talk about anything it's the beauty

Yeah!
It's nights like this
I think more and more
About how good I feel being by myself
I really do
You know, we all want somebody there
But

complain about shit yeah
Started a wave a new level to this yea
Excuse my French, gold looking like piss yeah
Bro like a nerd keep techs around this yeah

playing shows in 10 days or so
And all's I can think about is you

Montana women are carved from rock
The rock that built the rockies, the summit the top

No lies yea I love the dough
Just can't chill cause I gotta get mo
Boardroom contracts going for cream
Big like tom hanks me and my team
Think about

Right There

French Montana

223

2018

Right there, right there
Look at that bitch
Right there, right there
Montana
Blac Youngsta
Han
Right there, right there (ah)
Right there,

leaf money
Niggas think I'm playing ice hockey
I'm that fly type
Move through the night cocky
Bitch, I look so good
Even the dykes watch me
I'm

you, gone deal with Marie
Ain't nothing funny if it ain't about the money
Call me baby mom with the way he spend-in
You say you a couple, but he gives it

Feds in Town

UGK

Super Tight...

1994

And be servin' as slow as fuck 'cause my niggaz are nervous
And if they even think they see five-o, they duck
So now, instead of rollin' thick, niggaz is

the count by Richard feel me
No designer sporting Filthy
Copped the truck i8 don't fit me
Big body Benz everybody think they somebody
Word to my nigga Slicky

I feel like my old songs
Like in my old songs when I wrote them
I thought about stories to tell
You know - it wasn't my personal life
It was - maybe

French wine being poured by Pierre
On route to be a millionaire
You got bitches everywhere
The ones with the thick frame
They look at you like you the man

the
Cheese and the grit's
In the crib I hide the pills
And the weed by the brick
About a half by the O, Little Ron
Little snow i don't bring my niggas over

the numbers
You think it's summer
We turned it to winter
We coming in autumn
We coming in christmas
And all the time why he acting so timid
He seem like a snake

of hood
It's 2trill watch how I do it
Bleeding out all on the floor
I had to help myself
It's just a metaphor
I feel like I was all by lone
And I had

I've been waiting for the letter you promised me
I should have known it was too good to be real
I think I can stop waiting now
There won't be nothing

too
cll you bitches think you Goody Two-Shoes
Do nothing with your life
What the fuck you got to lose?
You be cryin' on the net under ShadeRoom post

'Cause the world is gonna end tonight

Testify, my child

How sweet the sound of my father's voice
Made the move up north to Montana by choice
An English

cops me plenty dick sucks when I'm tourin', ohhhh
Kuz pussy got a nigga feeling good, girrrrrrrlll

Verse 2
French Montana:
Baby I could help you hit

kissed french
Something changed about her
I caught a scent that became a sense
An older self in a time enforcement commission
Causing ripples with intent

it’s nothing at all 
But trust me I’ll figure it out 

Do you think about me?
Do you think about me
When you’re out with the boys after work on a Friday

Bed of Roses

Bon Jovi

Keep the Faith [Japan 2-CD]

1992

lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
Think that she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies
They won't make of me when I'm dead

to the back of her head
She started mumblin' something called Cajun French
Pulled out a little doll that kinda looked like me
And started poking pins in both

gone I'ma take advantage
I been on Oxy for too many days
I been taking them 80s all straight to my face
Sippin on Para, my plug like Montana
He French