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you got a plan to help me
Spend the money
When I get on (HA)
Came out the pussy by my lonely (Lonely)
Ten toes down don't need no homies (French)
Niggas

guide
You deserve deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away

put your legs up, you can choke me while I eat it
(While I eat it, while I eat it, while I eat it, eat it)
Hold hands by the Louvre, Eiffel Tower in

pay the ransom
For you and for me
We're no longer outcasts
We're daughters and sons
Born of His Spirit
And washed by His blood
God gave us a purpose
He

work like Rihanna (RiRi)
And the work come white like Madonna
French bitch, she move coke, Montana
And for Juelz, she'll Dipset, Santana
Bandanna,

Sippin' that wok, yeah I'm sippin' that Gatorade
Call up my niggas, one snap and you fade away
She call me Moses, yo' bitch know I made the way
Nigga

French Montana

No one took no chances on me
And I can't stop
All this gwop, I got the girl spoiled rotten
I treat her like a toddler
She's talkin' like my

breath smell
But they like me, I can tell
Unstoppable French Seamen
Came across the ocean gleaming
Awash with social demons
Making women taste their

guide
You deserve deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away

New Money

French Montana

New Money

2019

Montana
You know what it is when you hear that
Haaan

So I tell her, never trust me
Never, never trust the kid
I took his ting now he probably

belong to me. I belong to you.
This is why I’m singing this song to you. Ooh - I. 

I belong to you. You. You. You. (You. Yeah.)
I belong to you. You. You

of the real go prevail while you stuck in the basement
See I liberated my soul and the boy feeling free with no mason

Pardon my French
Won't pardon my tone

tryna own me
Ya know I ride by my lonely, all eyes on me
You gon' die anyway
A real nigga pick his time to go, ya know we tell it from the soul
If you see

to me
And said

Woah there, you made quite a mess dear
Don't worry there's no need to shed a tear
I got you some french fries right here

Oooh yes, it was

The City Is Mine

Jay-Z

In My Lifetime, Vol. 1

1997

advice and when he can't say shit
My hatred is fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?

You belong to the city

Montana pardon my French
Montana
Joe Montana all of them Tony Montana
Hannah Montana here's my banana fresh out my pajamas
No jam up I've never been in

THE CLUB
(Written/produced/performed by GROOVE STATE)

We belong to the club 
We belong to the club
We belong to the club, ha 
We belong to the club

how long has this been goin' on, baby? Ooo-oh (yeah)
Ooo-oh, you gotta go tell me now (Charlie!) Oooh-ooh-oh
You know what it is ey, Montana

French Montana, cool boy talk
Dope boy not, dope boy walk
Want you baby fuck that ho
Want you now can’t take none for
Wanna break bread, that shit hard

My

Boom Boom

Daddy Yankee

Boom Boom

2017

Baby, you here tonight
¡Dímelo, mundo!
Redone, Morocco, DY, Dinah Jane

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom (Montana)
Mueve boom, boom, boom,

was flawgent
Got me feeling like French Montana
They gave my dawg 75 in the slammer
That's a problem that his mama can't handle
On top of that she got

Tony
Montana, no Pacino
Only common with the ego
Look in the mirror
Bitch, I’m the Scarface
Ain’t fucking with me though
Stress in a dire percent

niggas like me in yo life
So you can point ya damn fingers saying that's the bad guy ha
Woah woah I'm feelin like Tony Montana
Woah woah I'm feelin like

night
And I come here to training
And when I leave tonight
Ecoute, mon spectacle est fini some of you
Will stand by me for ever but some of you
May-be