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french montana - off the rip (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: chinx drugz & (french montana)]
oh me, oh my my (haan!)
gon ‘need more quinine (montana!)
oh me, oh my my (haan! off the rip)
gon’ need more quinine (aye aye aye)

[bridge: french montana]
i’ma ride with my dog off the rip
talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip
shawty came through, bent it over off the rip
dope boy back, popping tags off the rip, n-gga off the rip
started from the block, dirty money off the rip
cut a shark fin, talking money off the rip
walk up in the dealer, a hundred fifty off the rip
my dog came home, buck fifty off the rip
haan!

[hook: chinx drugz & (french montana)]
oh me, oh my my
cut dope, gon need more quinine (off the rip)
oh me, oh my my
cut dope, gon need more quinine (off the rip)
forty knock his head off (off the rip)
drop top v, n-ggas sped off (off the rip)

[verse 1: french montana]
rarri looking good on a strip
talking a hundred mill as i mothaf-cking grip
johnny hanc-ck, ten milli off the rip
shawty bought her friends off the rip
b-tch bust it open, eating p-ssy off the rip
westside, getting blood money with a crip
my dog getting out, money orders off the rip, boy
spend a car note on my fit, boy
manute bol hanging off my clip, boy
n-ggas running like a skit, boy
i’ll push you on my skit, boy
on my wrist is a brick, boy
built the empire brick by brick, boy
c0ke boys off the rip, boy

[hook]

[verse 2: chinx drugz]
c0ke boys get the bl–dy money, dirty cash
live n-ggas who smoke weed, car seat stashed
you monkey walk, i’m hunchbacked, speak quiet
talking ’bout mi casa, scared to death when i pop up

[verse 3: lil wayne]
got my homeboys here, so let me put my gun up
price on ya head, where do i get rung up
i be with sc-mbags, all about that humbug
while n-ggas saving hoes, like dun-dun-dun-dun-dun
choke yo -ss with nunchucks, trunk full of blum-blums
young money; young guns, heroes, unsung
give that b-tch pompoms
touchdown my n-gga
sittin on my money – a junk pile my n-gga
don’t you come round my n-ggas
don’t come round my n-gga
we ballin, never committin dumb fouls my n-gga
we been hustlin, since mike tyson punch out my n-gga
feds listenin; ok, that’s enough bout my n-ggas
yeah sippin on a lil sum sum’n, mind your business
got these hoes waiting while i’m doin calisthenics
and she give me head while her lips move a mile a minute
and the b-tch you kissin on just came out the clinic
i ain’t lyin, n-gga i ain’t finished
smoking on that good weed, what’s that scent? not a penny
montana, corleone, capone, gotti, nitti
i can’t show ’em how i do it, only how i did it
lil tunechi

- french montana

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