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French Montana - A Lie ft. The Weeknd, Max B

изпратено от: SELGLYRICS
езици: Английски

Thought I'd have a little fun with it
Montana, ow
You know what it is when you hear that haaaaan
Yep, we gon' get it in, baby
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Oh, you here, baby, yeah
You bring it back in

Shawty in the way, got the mothafuckin' fix, yeah
Sippin' all day got me leanin' off the kickstand
House on my neck, 'nother house on my wristband
Girls really love me like a mothafuckin' six pack
No time for restin'
My life's invested in bein' a fuckin' legend
An icon, tryna cement it
I'm treatin' every year like it's game 7
I feel like problems in my city been deaded
I feel like me and my niggas are unthreatened
My new girl hate it when I'm always spendin'
I guess I gotta get used to it 'cause of my exes
But it's true, though
But it's true, though
I'm in the cold, rep the north like I'm Trudeau
Yeah it's true, though
Yeah it's true, though
My heart cold but it really beat for you, though

Ooh, he do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the time, yeah
They fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah
A lie, a lie, a lie (a lie) (that's a lie)
A lie, a lie, a lie (a lie)
All of my homies gonna shine
You fuckin' with us, that's a lie

It's true, though
It, it's true, though
I hope the box don't spread like the rumors
Sad, but it's true, though
It's true, though
We was bite down, now we true'd up
She, she say the baby mine's, that's a lie
If I ain't the hottest in the city, that's a lie
School, teach you how to read the lines
In these streets, gotta read between the lines
Room, room full of ether clouds, you don't want no smoke
'Fore, before I choke, baby, I'ma choke 'em from their choker
Only the red in my eyes see where you come from
We, we the gang, either you run with or run from
I, I'm the head, rockin' bet it's re-up in the sock
Me, me and Max hit the block like Karl Malone, Stockton
And if I ain't the new Chapo, that's a lie
And if he try and tell you we gon' stop, that's a lie

Ooh, he do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the time, yeah
They fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
All of my homies gonna shine
You fuckin' with us, that's a lie

I got it a little cheap, baby you should come and play
Daddy will pay the cab, maybe stay for a day
No one got it but me
Bitches, they call me whore, son, more buns
Mami bent over for hum
Give her, what she want and let her get it good
Put it on her tongue
Told me, "Charly, boy you gotta give"
Fix me with a lot of dick
Hit me with a lot of kick
Show me you the man"
Bustin' quickies and dippin'
That be somethin' I can't stand
Other plans, baby, had of late
Tried to put me in a twirl like the Cheerio
I ain't talkin' cereal
Put me in a video, I can make a wave
Baby girl, comin' home and you can't stay, oww

Ooh, he do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the time, yeah
They fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah
A lie, a lie, a lie (a lie) (that's a lie)
A lie, a lie, a lie (a lie)
All of my homies gonna shine (gonna shine)
You fuckin' with us, that's a lie
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