French montana - Millionare Thoughts Song (Lyrics - Paroles)

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French montana - Millionare Thoughts Song (Lyrics - Paroles)

French montana - Millionare Thoughts Song (Lyrics - Paroles)
(Intro)
Aye Chinx
Ah lemme count my first million dollars
I turn around, look at my bitch
She lookin at me, I’m lookin at her
D block’d over
Did you ever suck a millionaire dick?
Now look in his eyes
(Hook)
Oh oh oh!
Come on fuck me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna fuck you and yo friends
Smoke this grand, daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost, dark shades, come and fuck me baby
(Verse)
Uh! Still reppin for rock where the ball drop
My front lawn is the car lot
Street sweeper, get the floor mopped
I ain’t spreading nothing but the feds at my doorknob
Few commas, buried dollars, large wallet
She shaped like a E classe but go poor mileage
Niggas slippin like the floor polished
Never seen the money, they was farsighted
Pull up on yo bitch and draw first blood
Funny with a pair of shoes all purged up
They ain’t matchin with my words us
Been that nigga before I knew what the first was
Pants sagging, brick grabbing, mint draggin
I chase paper, show love, last dragon
These niggas ass package
Run up in this dirty bitch with the bands hangin
(Hook)
Oh oh oh!
Come on fuck me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna fuck you and yo friends
Smoke this grand, daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost, dark shades, come and fuck me baby
(Verse)
Hunnit round banana clip on that pelana
Hunnit thou, Shawty ass fat, you can land on it
Chinx, Chinx Drugz, my nigga have it
My Jamaican niggas kill you for a pound of heroine
Rap game, slow pro, my connect
Got that grid at, boy is all the chef
Ball like JR, scope on the AR
Money gon last in my pocket like an 8 ball
I seen dreams turns 25 to life
I might cash 25 tonight
Real niggas mouth closed, ball like gauchos
Black Ghost, white hoes
(Hook)
Oh oh oh!
Come on fuck me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna fuck you and yo friends
Smoke this grand, daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost, dark shades, come and fuck me baby
Yea, Coke Boys
Cheeze there
(Verse)
She wanna fuck me baby, suck me crazy
Throw it back like Brady, blow M80′s
Ran through a molly, got a nigga on the waving
While them other niggas tryna cuff like they stay there
Bend that thing over, it’ll pass kinda shakin
Ass kinda cakin, short like Pinckett
Wrists in the pinkin, jewels with the mink and
You know I make the money, never let the money make me
Know I blow dough, so them hoes gonna hate me
See them thirsty hoes? Let em hoes try and drink this
Coke Boys boilin, sell drugs like the big
Aks yo bitch how it feel to suck a rich nigga dick
(Hook)
Oh oh oh!
Come on fuck me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don’t judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna fuck you and yo friends
Smoke this grand, daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost, dark shades, come and fuck me baby

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