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How You Want ItFrench Montana

Released: December 19, 2014

Producer: Harry Fraud

Part 1

[Intro]
We always do it Fraud. You know sometimes you gotta take that risk, you know? If you make it, you hit the jackpot. And if you miss, nigga, know to never do that stupid ass shit again. HAAAAAN! Montana

[Verse 1]
I swear to God, when I die, go and bury me in linen
I was high in that courthouse when Max got sentenced
I was blind when them niggas switched on me for them pennies
I was ridin' 'til he shot me on the corner, left me skinny
Shock for 8 weeks, lie in their sheets
Now I menage with their freaks
12 cars, 8 Jeeps, Skydwellers, APs
Roses, ferocious, keep God the closest
Where it's crumbs it's roaches, where theres corpses, it's vultures
What you seek is seekin' you, baby don't leave
I'm leavin' you, play for keeps, keepin' you arm length
Park bench, now we buy the whole park
Hampshire with the golf cart
Keep the streets, buy the whole chart
This shit is all tough, you can't curve the pitcher
These birds'll get yah
Hundred chains, three furs
Wack bitch, the nerve of you
Honor before the comma
Welcome drama with open arms, coke boy, peep the lineup
I'm talkin' Tango and Cash, hit the bank, no mass
Out the freezer, cold cash, put Grammy winners in cabs
Never happens twice, gotta take a chance
Never ends, never starts, got cars that never start
No plan B, can't sleep, my mind racin'
'Round paper, put it underground, build the foundation
Never worry 'bout the shit you gotta lose
Worry 'bout the shit you gotta gain, nigga I done lost my brain

[Hook]
Paint you another sky
Could sing you a lullaby
Flowers never bloom, baby
Wish I never knew you, baby
Came out the concrete
Straight to the money
Kept it 100
Now tell me how you want it
Tell me how you want it, darling
Tell me how you want it, darling
Bottom to the top
Then top to the bottom with my dawg
We gon' toss it out

Part 2

[Hook]
I done came from the bottom
They done fucked up and shot him
Now I can't stay sober
You thought it should be over
Go hard with it's our time
Come a little closer
Try to stop us, no sir
Try to stop us, no sir

[Verse]
We in the lead
Drinkin' 'Roc, smokin' weed
What's your promise? Never leave me
My headhunters can't believe it
White mink, drop when the hoes on it
Whole team hot when it's cold
Big body, 6 clean
She pop molly, I'm sippin' lean
Every time I look, I see a nigga hate
Every time he turn, I see there's bitches waitin'
Pull up in that Aston with no mileage
Pull up like a dealer, baby, no wallet

[Hook]

French Montana

Born Karim Kharbouch in Casablanca, Morocco, 1984, French Montana’s pursuit of the “American Dream” began in 1996 when he and his family emigrated to the Bronx, New York.

He began by selling ‘Cocaine City’ mixtapes and DVD’s with his mentor Max B, and eventually garnered the attention of major label executives, signing a deal with Akon’s Konvict Music Label. The deal fell through in 2011 due to album delays, and as a result, French signed a joint deal with Bad Boy and Maybach Music in late 2011 early 2012.

He is possibly one of the hardest working rappers of the past era, releasing over 23 bodies of work along with many features, chart-toppers, and production credits.

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