French Montana - 88 Coupes Lyrics
(French Montana)Hah!Cuz I don't know what they totinYou niggas smokin that Lamar Odom88 coupes like a car lotI be 88 stars off the floor hopYou need the Phantom RollsFlippin work, comin back like Derek RoseDon't call me, I'mma call youSicily, bread, olive oilStop beggin nigga I don't owe youAnd once you cross the line nigga I don't know youMake about quarter mill a weekMan that closet like Fashion WeekSlingin drugs, dealers got the packageI still make Salat 5 times a dayTryna send mama to MeccaWhile a nigga snortin pound with the liquorMan watch for the stick up, (prrrp)G-O-D GOD flowDon Juan de Marco, lot like car showFeel for ya, nobody to kill for yaWanna tell ya story but guys won't bear with youAnd nah, I ain't tryna get bread wit youSo go and tell yo ***** to split the bill wit youI'm countin commas, tryna die with honorTook some cake home, pills smoking marijuanaCorner block cuz yo boy owe usYoung boy shooter like Jamal CoffeyBricks in the basement, givin niggas spacesClips in the Matrix, slid with the waitress5 stars tell em, said she 16Nah that's R. Kelly, my niggas war readyGifted and cursed, next step could be the worseNext coupe could be ya hearseMan this shit hard when it hurt thoughMy niggas slingin hard in front of church doorsMan slingin hard was the first tourNow it's H. Fraud on a surf boardI be clean as a whistleTeam is officialBlack and white diamonds, all I need is a whistle(Jadakiss)My weed is the issueNow may I proceed to kiss you?They put you where both of yall single menHome-made speaker outta the Pringle canCan't wait to do your thing againWhen they mention your name the bells ring againGettin that cake, it cause frictionThey love turn that hate to addictionMind thinker but echo prescriptionsUp in the presidential suite with a vixenA lot of suckers in the bizzGood die young, sucka niggas liveQuickest way to go, *****in with the kidsHe ain't gon stop til you pluck him with the SIGLost 100 thou, *****in with the KnicksFlyin on a brukler, bucket full of bricksLast night club, ***** it, where the *****Cuz money in the field but I *****in with the 6Words of advice, run through the gameNiggas know the hood run through my veinsReal subtle with great poisePure bundles, a straight boySmoke loud, make noiseDream Team, rafe boysRIP Darry D and Nutty aka Troy(Outro)What?D block & Coke BoysPushinYeaUh***** wit meHarry Fraud's a bad mother*****erYeaUhThis shit is stupid
