Cool Whip (feat. Charlie Rock & Cheeze) - French Montana

God damn joey be sucking dick like a mothafuckkaa JOEY RIVERA Went to court for my vagina they hit me with life. All night getting wasted life a mutha fucka. But god damn we be icy like a mutha fucka X2 Ring, braclette, chain, watch. 9000watts. 9000watts. -French Montanna Dirty money give me dirty looks. Spend a day with us, you can write 30 books. Bought a mansion off 30 hooks. Greenhouse, 30 bottles 30 crooks. I made a meal, i fucked it up. I fucked her friend, i fucked it up. Damn right i hit that, Brown bag we wit that Money loose we drink that U just got it i did that Hopping out that ashy Top off like Cassie Time for my glass Coke boys we mashin 30 songs a night Breitling cost ur life U made a hoe ur wife We drinking tron all night Went to court for my liver they hit me with murder Went to court for my lungs they hit me with life. All night getting wasted life a mutha fucka But god damn we be icy like a mutha fucka X2 Ring, braclette, chain, watch. 9000watts. 9000watts.

Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool I love hittin ATM with the Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool Bitch only thing cool is the whip and the juice Top it up I done got her panties wet and made her mop it up If we ever havin' sex I made her popular I ain't ever had the patience for the broke bitches I ain't a doctor bruh Don't play me, not a genesis Watch your nigga too Put a whole 8 piece in my nemesis Shawtys on top of shawtys these thotties never could win Bodies on top of bodies I'm never fuckin' again Prolly' be independent my whole life All of my power energy studio the whole night They was never ever worthy for me dog On and off relationships They done got to switchin' on me, they could never turn me off Ignite em if they still up in the shade Aint afraid to light em if they still up in the way Tired of all the fightin' and the bitchin' and the fake yuh Look at what it take, yuh Livin' in a lake, cuh Ballin rain Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool I love hittin ATM with the Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool Bitch only thing cool is the whip and the juice Pre-ferably crown I'm sippin it down Nigga now know I come around, I'm different I'm bound To take all of it What is you callin' it Freezin' I'm colder than two degrees ain't no colleges Woah woah Keep me to herself like she hidin' coke She drive you crazy she let me drive the boat Picture perfect life shit Money had the wedding ring but you could be my side biiiiitch Ooh, siberian Commas doin' life sentences, on period I been divine all my life I need to show them I ain't these other ones I'mma get my other gun F-F-Finna Pop go the motha fuckin' pussy in the section If that pussy clean, she gon' use it as a weapon If she got a team, she gon really get to testin This shit get deeper than my dick in her intestines Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool I love hittin ATM with the Drop Dip Hot Skip Shoot Tired of all these niggas thinkin' we crew Tired of all these bitches thinkin' we cool Bitch only thing cool is the whip and the juice

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Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

Do you ever think about leaving? Do you ever think about me and you? Running to the country where we got nothing to prove Where we can grow old with new friends Lay low on the weekends Running to the country where we got nothing to lose 'Cause I'm tired of the busy nights Fed up with the city lights No, I don't wanna spend my life in this place I just wanna run away to Montana Livin' at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I wanna see the sky from a dirt road I wanna feel the air cut through my coat 700 acres, so many new ways to see you And all the seeds of love that we sow I can see 'em grow as we grow I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya (In Montana) Getting tired of the busy nights Getting tired of the city lights Yeah, I know I can't spend the rest of my life here I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana Ooh In Montana Ooh (In Montana)