Red Cafe - Headquarters lyrics

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Red Cafe - Headquarters lyrics

[Intro: French Montana & Red Cafe] You know what I'm sayin' like, real talk man, like, n***as ain't know about no Molly's til n***as brung it to the, to the table (yeah) n***a like Right Harve Pierre n***as wasn't sayin' no (Cokeboy) Coke Boy 3 (Shakedown) What it be like This motherf**in' round table (Big baller baby) Breaking down this fresh package (Endorsed by so mean) Bad Boy Headquarter Your motherf**in' boy Montana (RNS real n***a sh**) Red talk to em Wooooooooooo (Shakedown) Ay eh ay aye [Verse 1: Red Cafe] I strapped up, I hit the block (Hann) French said they need fish-scale I hit the docks (Hann) I punch in my card, bout 6 o'clock (Hann) Wizard in the kitchen, magic when it hit the pot (Hann) Lately I find more ho n***as than hoes (Woo) I ice my watch, hopin' time get froze I'm a coke boyy, hello hello hello (hello) Pardon my G if that sounded sentimental (Hann) Heavy-metal I bang in every ghetto (Hann) Shakedown baby, everything is a go (Hann) Gucci down to my toes, Louis Vuitton luggage Rapped the 6th on the bridge, hopped out said f** it (Hann) I grind non-stop even when it's snowin' Cuz I ain't goin' broke like the n***a Terrell Owens (Woo) They know I been a shooter No longer count money, I measure stacks with a ruler, I am the new ruler (Hann) Brooklyn till they k** me Forever keep it filthy (Hann) Got rich cuz my motherf**in' work look milky (Hann) I love my n***as, forever though (Hann) And that white girl, never let her go [Hook: French Montana] IIIIIII (I), I be so high (I be so high) And that bullsh** don't bother me (Don't bother me) IIIIIII (I), real n***as fo' life (real n***as fo' life) I'm outchea livin' s**er free IIIIIII (I), I be so high (I be so high) And that bullsh** don't bother me (Don't bother me) IIIIIII (I), real n***as fo' life (real n***as fo' life) I'm outchea livin' s**er free [Verse 2: Chinx Drugz] Uhhh Devil red Maserati, call the reverend on em (Uhhh) Gave em my whole life, but certain sh** I never told em (Nah) Choppin' the pavement on them blades (What) Most n***as get they shot, hardship is but a faze (Yeah) Ballin' on that hard top Know they hear my screechin' J's Genius on that stove top, work cut 6 different ways (Ways) In life there's 6 degrees of separation (Yeah) Fear leads to hesitation (Yeah) Rose from the project gutters, boy that's elevation (That's right) Pick the pace up on them n***as, that's acceleration (Wa**up) My ensembles elegant, boy that's Ellen Tracy I f**ed the game 3 times, now I'm yellin' trace em (That's right) You see them green and white diamond, boy that's segregation (Feel me now) Top naked, engine revvin', tell them n***as race me (Vroom) Your main b**h my reflection all she do is face me (Drugz) All the money and the fame and the fornication (Yeah) They say my mental is a gun, but I broke the safety [Hook: French Montana] [Verse 3: French Montana] Uhhh Rappin' never been part of the plan (Nah) Gettin' bricks 35, Kevin Durant Man it is what it be's(Beads), Mardi Gras (New Orleans) You know I beez in the trap, ask Nicki Mar (Wooo) Been doing this sh** here since ye' tall (Han) Gettin' head from her, when Ye called I made it n***a (Made it n***a) You hated n***a (Hated n***a) You dinosaur n***as, outdated n***a (Han) I seen a snow mountain, I skate it n***a This the aftermath, you shady n***a Cradle to the grave, make a Caesar out your braids Got a kilo of that haze And we all smokin' [Hook: French Montana] [Bridge: Chinx Drugz] IIIIIIII ohhhhh I Been had this hustle all in my veins For so long Have you ever felt that way IIIIIIII ohhhhh I Feel like I wanna give it all away For so long (I'm a cokeboy, ima ima cokeboy) Have you ever felt that way [Hook: French Montana]

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