Curren$y These Bitches Feat. French Montana lyrics

[Hook: French Montana]
On it, your bitch callin'
Says she on a pill, and she rollin dawg
She want it all night long
Straight cash all I want
Them doors go up on that Lam'
Bitches suckin' over, no hand
She want me spend this cash, I won't
I just hit that pussy, now I'm gone

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Too much goin' on to think about
I just need some good head, baby think it out
I slam doors on your favorite whores
Niggas loss and won some niggas won and lost
Can't run, nigga pray
Toast up for my niggas, make a milli off the yay
Them nightmares come true fast
Shinin' on your TV nigga, newsflash
School of hard knocks, pocket all knots
And that small box make a young nigga grow fast
Montana, fast money with a slow ass
You fuck niggas thinkin' with your old ass
What's in my pocket is your whole stack
I'm ridin' slow you niggas talkin fast
Rollin, nigga pop a bill and I'm rollin'


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[Verse 2: Currensy]
600 a bottle, bring ten
No sparklers, too much attention
Drawin' stalkers, bitches be fishin' for ballers
I'm bossin', New Orleans, Ferraris,
Bentleys to Monte Carlos, El Caminos, Impalas
Dissapearin' with your broad at three in the mornin'
Penthouse, hotel room cards, big dawg
Underground rap star, I can't lay down too long baby
Plus I know your man's at home goin' crazy
And in my world you know the game ain't waitin'
For no nigga who puttin' pussy before paper
So prepare your makeup and have your alibi made up
I hate to be the reason you and old boy break up
I wake up, bake up, nighttime smoke the stage up
Countin' cake up, good time
Oh my Montana, Andretti, Coke Wave
Jet Life

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