Unforgettable | Sped Up | French Montana | English | Song

It's not good enough for me, since I been with you It's not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me Ooh, and she tipsy I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across the room Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, aye But you are unforgettable I need to get you alone Why not? A fucking good time, never hurt nobody I got a little drink but it's not Bacardi If you loved the girl then I'm so, so sorry I got to give it to her like we in a marriage Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do Feelin' like I'm fresh out, Boosie If they want the drama, got the Uzi Ship the whole crew to the cruise ship Doin' shit you don't even see in movies Ride with me Ride with me, boss I got a hard head but her ass soft She want the last name with the ring on it 'Cause I pulled out a million cash, told her plank on it You are unforgettable I wanna get you alone Now you wanna chose Just popped bubbly in the 'cuzi It's not good enough for me, since I been with you I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me Ooh, and she tipsy I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across the room Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo But you are unforgettable I need to get you alone Why not? A fucking good time, never hurt nobody I got a little drink but it's not Bacardi If you loved your girl then I'm so, so sorry I got to give it to her like we in a marriage Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do Oh oh, you ain't enough for me Too much for you Alone Baby go and grab some bad bitches, bring 'em home Know the jet's on me I'ma curve my best for you You know, so pick up that dress for me Leave the rest home Too much combo 24 hours When you stand next to 24 karats She left her man at home She don't love him no more I want your mind and your body Don't mind nobody So as long you don't never hurt nobody Baby girl work your body Work your body And you are unforgettable I need get you alone Now you wanna chose Just popped bubbly in the 'cuzi Right now Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do

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Yeah, turn the lights on Yeah, turn the lights on Yeah, turn the lights on Turn the lights on These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em I crushed them hoes, I never love them hoes And these niggas be sweating 'em Cause I run shit like Edgerrin Or better yet, like Rev and them And on the bottom of my sneaks they red, man And I ain't talking 'bout no damn Meth and them Stay Louboutin and I super grind VS stones, they super shine I pop the Perc, I get super high And I drill your bitch, root canal I rock Tom Ford, Concords And I shine on these dime whores This bitch done bought me a Rolex And I still ain't got no time for her These hoes be acting up These niggas be acting tough I'm in the Phantom, I'm backing up And I'm bust down, but I'm strapped as fuck So hold your horses, Polo horses Aston Martin, we roll in Royces Real niggas up in the building Them hoes choose us, ain't no more choices These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up See, me, I don't practice much Gold albums from the word of mouth Gold bottles in the back of us These Jones be broke as fuck Too uptight, they won't open up She got her arms folded even on the phone I'm like, what the fuck is she here fo? These hoes be acting up These niggas keep wifing up Please homie, got me cracking up Never spent one more than a night with her These hoes be a fucking joke They'll never say a nigga didn't warn you though Cause you can hit my phone like four in the morning And I be like, hah, told you so These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em These hoes be acting up Big bread we racking up Straight to the bank, cee-lo Cancel that bitch like Nino Ratchet ass ho, don't play with me Want to Kobe me, want to Humphrey me Want to Michael me, Russell me Take me to the bank and Tiger me Now these hoes be acting up These clothes ten stacks and up These cars 100 racks and up These drums 100 rounds and up Bitch, blow me like a trumpet Twenty thousand, all in hundreds Fuck it, money, money, money Money, money, money, ah! These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up These hoes be acting up And these niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em These niggas be letting 'em And me, I don't be sweating 'em