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French Montana
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Fm Drop it, when you see a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, push upA# onFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin' [Post-Hook]Fm Ridin' in a V, like to feel theA# breezeFm A# Pray to the high, for my enemies [Verse 1]Fm A# In the bars, Max behind the barsFm Drink a sip of heaven, I'ma do itA# for my dogFm I'mma ide with a Ruger, niggas tryA# to shoot yaFm They don't want no money, niggasA# actin' groupieFm I've been ridin' in a Benz, bustin'A# with the beamsFm I just want the paper, I don't needA# no friendsFm I was ridin' with the oh, oh,A# feelin' like I'm GuwopContinúa después del anuncioFm Came up out the sewer, got the workA# out in NewarkFm I be ridin' with with Khaled,A# watchin' for the greaseFm A# Pray to the high, for my enemies [Hook]Fm Drop it, when you see a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, push upA# onFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin' [Post-Hook]Fm Ridin' in a V, like to feel theA# breezeFm A# Pray to the high, for my enemies [Verse 2]Fm A# Got it from the thieves, served it to the fiendsFm A# Got married to the mob, that's word to my momFm A# Shorty bounced it back, I showed a hundred racksFm A# She ran up out the back, she threw me on her backFm A# I'ma spin around the corner, work on my diplomaFm A# Wanna talk man to man, not two or three soldiersFm A# In Atlanta out with Flocka, spinnin' 'round with GucciFm Had the white like sushi and theA# brown like KarruecheFm A# Got the scar like the Fugees, cash money like TunechiFm They all love me like I'm Boosie,A# G'd up, fuck this GucciFm A# Gotta leave it up to God, cook it up and dry itFm A# Hit the 9-5, hustlin' was a job [Hook]Fm Drop it, when you see a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'Fm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, push upA# onFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Push up, push up, push up, push upFm Push up, push up, push up, gottaA# push up on itFm A# Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'Fm Bitches drop it, when you a hundredA# bands poppin'
Composición: Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, French Montana y Murda Beatz Productions
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