Lirik

Ah, can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling (nah) You can't tell me nothing (eh) Can't tell me nada (ah) Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling Can't tell me nothing (nah) Can't tell me nada (ah) Eh Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Cut a moon roof in the 72 That's what the paper tell me to do Spaceship came through, slayed you (slayed you) Thinkin' that the game' new, fool, who raised you? (ooh-la-la-la) I ain't got time to save you Paydays I'm on the way to State to state, many of stage' and venue' The stoned saga continues I'm fin to, collect more residuals Off digitals and physical (la-la-la) Record in the fortress stable of Ferrari horses Paved the driveway, parked exotics on it Looking at 'em just make me want more shit I'm addicted to this hustle, I'm so sick (ooh-la-la-la) Tug of war with my girl cause I can't split into two people Wanna work just as bad as I wanna be with you Sitting in my homeboy's Regal, higher than a eagle (la-la-la) Thinkin' of a loophole to squeeze through Leave to that paper, that's church, cathedral Take my Kangol off 'fore I enter the bistro Crooks gotta eat too, in a castle with platters of seafood (ooh-la-la-la) Lavish extravagance wishing it could be you See you, when I see you And when I do, don't be looking all evil and deceitful (la-la-la) Oh, woah No look, no gain (oh) 100 spokes and new clothes 100 spokes and new clothes (ooh-la-la-la) Oh, baby (yeah) Oh, woah No look, no gain 100 spokes and new clothes 100 spokes and new clothes (ah) Can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling You can't tell me nothing Can't tell me nada (ah) Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling Can't tell me nothing (nah) Can't tell me nada (ah) Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Hopped out the blue smoking purple (purple) Free Boss Don on my shirt (shirt) My niggas, they always earn (nah) Tell 'em niggas all lay down (nah) Yeah, you remember me? (me) Connected from the bottom like the letter V (V) I turn strangers to best friends Best friends to strangers Jealousy and anger Same water soften up the potatoes, boiled up the egg It ain't where you from, it's your circumstance Trips to Kansas, never question, answer Had to build an empire, just to build a mansion Got the bread, left the bacon at Salam Aleikum Why hate?, cop an i8 one weekend (woo) Everyday's crunch time like the last point If I don't make it, I'll be talking through the glass joint (nah) Can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling (nah) You can't tell me nothing Can't tell me nada (ah) Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Can't tell me nothing 'bout this feeling Can't tell me nothing (nah) Can't tell me nada (ah) Oh-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Yo, French Montana Hit 'em with the Casino 2 Bro, Paper Bag Stop hiding on crack, nigga I know you shoot that, nigga Montana Don't shoot 'em Chop 'em off, nigga Stop fronting, papa Stop frighting too
Writer(s): Jonathan Scott, Adriana V Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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