French Montana - Panties To The Side lyrics

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French Montana - Panties To The Side lyrics

I think I fell in love man, hahaha Shorty cold blooded Shorty pull her panties to the side Told me keep my feelings to the side For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Shorty pull her panties to the side Told me keep my feelings to the side For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds She move them panties to the side She give me head while I drive These b**hes flyin' in like flies Maybach, no roof, turn a b**h, bu*terfly Rose gold in that Autobon, I'm gettin' money in real time That big hand on them dollar signs, I'm on west coast rich time Get punched out for yo' punchlines, these n***as snitchin' like I did the crime I get the cake like the baker man - no Jamaican kush, that's Beenie Man These n***as hood-hoppers, don't give a b**h no options I do this sh** for my squadron, ain't got no time for no conference I call up some real n***as, but they ain't 'bout that talkin' I walk in wit' my b**h, fattest a** in the party Aye French we in the club way too much, ya know what I'm sayin'? You know we playin' with new bands, homeboy... Started with a stack, then I got 5 mo' (do it right) Could have bought a ball team, with all this money I blow Walk in stalls, cause these hoes know I'm finna go retarded Ballin hard no James Harden, Bentley truck to big to park it (skrrt) Comma get for that work, gettin head blowin purp One hand on this blunt, other hand up her skirt p**y sweet like apple juice, f** her til her p**y loose And when I'm done, pa** her to my man, so Ben can see what that p**y do And she touching herself, what you gone off a molly? And she thick, and she finer than a mothaf**a, lookin like tatted-up Holly f** all night no strings attached, say no on love sh**, girl this some fun sh** Dick too long and when I lick this spot I'mma make you cum quick Tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids I'm, with the, number, one, stunna Hands, rubbin, every, time we, doin', numbers (haha) GT, vodka, all, summer Yeah, its time to bring them 'raris out Scratch that, we bringing them Bugattis out I'mma show em how to get this money I'm laughin' to the bank, you n***as money funny I'mma real n***a, you is a counterfeit Throw a hunnid racks, tell her count it b**h Money blowin' like a fountain, b**h All my paper adding up, you only talking sh**

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