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French Montana

Burry Me A G

 

Burry Me A G


Whoo... Kid!
Ah, man, turn my turn my mic up, man
Doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo, doo doo, doo doo
Told 'em niggas, man
We like, something like Vivian Green, man (Green)
Like, going through emotional roller coaster, man
This that blues music, you know? (Blues)
French Montana
Told 'em niggas we weren't compatible, man
Third World, cocaine
Let's get into it, uh

I ain't got time for bitches
I gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches
Even if I die, bury me a G
I'd rather be rich in jail, home and then broke free

Uh, you could know enough, but never know it all
When it come to game, nigga, I done heard it all
Shorty said she ain't fucking on the first night
So I made a U-turn on the first right
You gotta get it wrong just to get it right
And you gotta pay the cost just to be the boss
Bring her home and live for the moment
And never go broke alone, that's the street omen
Same shit, different smell, different toilet
And niggas live, but never tell the same story
Very special, CI, Dutches
Weed, four hour stay on me
Got me squatting like a nigga on the
Back shots, nigga, it's the M-O-B

I ain't got time for bitches
I gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches
Even if I die, bury me a G
I'd rather be rich in jail, home and then broke free
I ain't got time for bitches
I gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches
Even if I die, bury me a G
I'd rather be rich in jail, home and then broke free

I ain't got time for the game playing
Sipping the cru, we keep it close and let the MAC spray
And niggas get dough, we never mind what the cops say
Keeping it G from NY to LA
Nigga, it's me, the homie Snoop be call me Dame Dame
Aw, the homie Snoop be call me Dame Dame
I love it when lil mama give me brain, she's a genius
In the back seat of the Range, oh, Jesus
Making toes curl, she's a very naughty girl
She's a very fuzzy chick, she can make you spin and grip
And she don't got no time for the games, it's a business
Call the street business, but she's independent
Turning tricks around the clock, lawyers, doctors and cops
The only thing she ask the Lord for the love, it's hot, aw

I ain't got time for bitches
I gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches
Even if I die, bury me a G
I'd rather be rich in jail, home and then broke free
I ain't got time for bitches
I gotta keep my mind on my motherfucking riches
Even if I die, bury me a G
I'd rather be rich in jail, home and then broke free

Elephants, I like elephants
Elephants, I like elephants
I like how they swing through trees
Elephants...
No!
What?

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