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Categories: Labels: Drake , French Montana , Lil Wayne , Rick Ross
Pop That by French Montana featuring Drake, Rick Ross & Lil Wayne, Music Lyrics and Video
Pop That is the lead single off French Montana’s, from his debut album “Excuse My French”, which was rescheduled for a fall 2012 release.
The video features Weezy, Drake, Rozay and Montana with bottles of Ciroc and lovely women enjoying the pool party. It was shot at a Miami mansion during Memorial Day Weekend.
French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics
[Hook]
Don’t stop, pop that, don’t stop
Pop that pop that pop that
[Rick Ross]
Drop that pussy bitch
[Drake]
I’m young Papi, Champagne
They know the face, and they know the name
(Drop that pussy bitch)
What you twerkin’ with?
Work, work, work, work, bounce (x4)
What you twerkin’ with (x4)
[French Montana]
Work, work, work, work, work, work
What you twerkin’ with
Throw it, bust it open
Show me what you twerk with
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I’m in that white ghost chasin’ Pac-Man
Hundred out the lot, I be leaning that Ciroc
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack
Got a brinks truck in my pocket
Thirty chains on my collar
Two drops, no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I’m hella smoke, bitch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
Three beans I’m on that
We pop a molly, she buss it open
She seen the ‘gatti, that pussy soaking
(http://musicloversgroups.blogspot.com/2012/07/french-montana-pop-that-feat-rick-ross.html)
[Hook]
[Rick Ross]
I love my big booty bitches
My life a Godfather picture
Local club in my city
I fell in love with a stripper
Bitches know I’m that nigga
Talkin four door Bugatti
I’m the life of the party
Let’s get these hoes on the Molly
You know I came to stunt
So drop that pussy bitch
I got what you want
Drop that pussy bitch
Film it, film it
This bitch want me to film it
Ballin’, ballin’, like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
Thats fifty, one hundred, I see no fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
2 for me, 2 for you
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck ‘em like a rabbit
Sorry that’s a habit
Smoke a spliff and then I vanish
[Hook]
[Drake]
I’m about being single, seeing double, making triple
I hope you pussy niggas hating never make a nickel
It’s good to make it better when your people make it with you
Money coming, money going, ain’t like you could take it with you
It’s about to be a hit right now, fuck back then we the shit right now
Dropped Take Care, bought a mothafuckin’ crib
Pickin’ up the keys to that bitch right now
OVO that’s major shit, Toronto with me that’s mayor shit
Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that’s player shit
We don’t dress alike, we don’t rap alike
I shine different, I rhyme different
Only thing you got is some years on me
Man fuck you and your time difference
I’m Young Papi, champagne
They know the face and they know the name
Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains
And you’d owe me change, ah !
Greystone, twenty bottles that’s on me
On the couch, wildin’ out yelling free my niggas ’til they all free
One of my closest dawgs got three kids and they all three
But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch! Stop talkin’ that shit
And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit
Okay I fuck a bitch and I’m gone
That’s gangsta: Al Capone
I make that pussy spit like Bone
I’m talkin’ ’bout bone, bone, bone bone
I’m fuckin with French, excuse my French
I lose my mind before I lose my bitch
Money ain’t a thing but a chicken wing
Bitch I ball like two eyelids
YMCM beat that pussy up, stop playin’
I make her ass scream and holla like rock bands
I’m a beast, I’m off the leash
I am rich like a bitch
On my proactive shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you’s a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
Motherfucker I’m on my skateboard
Watch me do a trick ho
I’m 5′5″ but I could six nine
Then beat that pussy like Klitschko
It’s French Montana, fuck Joe
It’s Weezy F, fuck hoes
It’s truck the world
It’s truck yo girl
It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch!
[Hook]
Pop That is the lead single off French Montana’s, from his debut album “Excuse My French”, which was rescheduled for a fall 2012 release.
The video features Weezy, Drake, Rozay and Montana with bottles of Ciroc and lovely women enjoying the pool party. It was shot at a Miami mansion during Memorial Day Weekend.
French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics[Hook]
Don’t stop, pop that, don’t stop
Pop that pop that pop that
[Rick Ross]
Drop that pussy bitch
[Drake]
I’m young Papi, Champagne
They know the face, and they know the name
(Drop that pussy bitch)
What you twerkin’ with?
Work, work, work, work, bounce (x4)
What you twerkin’ with (x4)
[French Montana]
Work, work, work, work, work, work
What you twerkin’ with
Throw it, bust it open
Show me what you twerk with
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I’m in that white ghost chasin’ Pac-Man
Hundred out the lot, I be leaning that Ciroc
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack
Got a brinks truck in my pocket
Thirty chains on my collar
Two drops, no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I’m hella smoke, bitch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
Three beans I’m on that
We pop a molly, she buss it open
She seen the ‘gatti, that pussy soaking
(http://musicloversgroups.blogspot.com/2012/07/french-montana-pop-that-feat-rick-ross.html)
[Hook]
[Rick Ross]
I love my big booty bitches
My life a Godfather picture
Local club in my city
I fell in love with a stripper
Bitches know I’m that nigga
Talkin four door Bugatti
I’m the life of the party
Let’s get these hoes on the Molly
You know I came to stunt
So drop that pussy bitch
I got what you want
Drop that pussy bitch
Film it, film it
This bitch want me to film it
Ballin’, ballin’, like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
Thats fifty, one hundred, I see no fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
2 for me, 2 for you
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck ‘em like a rabbit
Sorry that’s a habit
Smoke a spliff and then I vanish
[Hook]
[Drake]
I’m about being single, seeing double, making triple
I hope you pussy niggas hating never make a nickel
It’s good to make it better when your people make it with you
Money coming, money going, ain’t like you could take it with you
It’s about to be a hit right now, fuck back then we the shit right now
Dropped Take Care, bought a mothafuckin’ crib
Pickin’ up the keys to that bitch right now
OVO that’s major shit, Toronto with me that’s mayor shit
Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that’s player shit
We don’t dress alike, we don’t rap alike
I shine different, I rhyme different
Only thing you got is some years on me
Man fuck you and your time difference
I’m Young Papi, champagne
They know the face and they know the name
Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains
And you’d owe me change, ah !
Greystone, twenty bottles that’s on me
On the couch, wildin’ out yelling free my niggas ’til they all free
One of my closest dawgs got three kids and they all three
But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B
[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch! Stop talkin’ that shit
And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit
Okay I fuck a bitch and I’m gone
That’s gangsta: Al Capone
I make that pussy spit like Bone
I’m talkin’ ’bout bone, bone, bone bone
I’m fuckin with French, excuse my French
I lose my mind before I lose my bitch
Money ain’t a thing but a chicken wing
Bitch I ball like two eyelids
YMCM beat that pussy up, stop playin’
I make her ass scream and holla like rock bands
I’m a beast, I’m off the leash
I am rich like a bitch
On my proactive shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you’s a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
Motherfucker I’m on my skateboard
Watch me do a trick ho
I’m 5′5″ but I could six nine
Then beat that pussy like Klitschko
It’s French Montana, fuck Joe
It’s Weezy F, fuck hoes
It’s truck the world
It’s truck yo girl
It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch!
[Hook]
Categories: Labels: Akon , French Montana
Hurt Somebody by Akon featuring French Montana, Music Lyrics and Video
Hurt Somebody is a single by Senegalese American hip hop/R&B singer, Akon, from his new street album “The Koncrete Mixtape” (2012). The song features American rapper and singer of Moroccan and Somali descent French Montana.
Akon’s upcoming CD, titled “Stadium”, is slated to come out in the United States on September 11.
“It’s really to promote non-gun violence. If you got a problem with somebody, ya’ll should just take it in the ring”. “We men, let’s handle it. If we can’t talk about it, then let’s fight about it.” Akon explained message behind the video when premiering it on BET’s “106 & Park”.
Akon - Hurt Somebody (feat. French Montana) Lyrics
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
My momma need a crib
Son needs some joy
This some bull shit, cause I can’t afford them
Pairs listening
And the band recording
Trying to dodge the pen
Hoping I survive the morning
Shit is getting hot
Man I’m talking scourging
Watching bodies drop
Trying to make a fortune
Dancing with no top
Trying to skip my fork and
Wanna own the block
Then you gotta put your work in
Cause
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
You got the biggest gun
I hope it’s for protection
How you never run
You just count your blessings
Beating down the drum
Find me the connection
To get up off the slum
That’s my only investment
Throw you to the ground
Book you for possession
Now it’s going down
Now i teach them a lesson
Crooked as a clown
Wishing I could arrest him
Guess they run the town
From the streets to the correction
So
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
(http://musicloversgroups.blogspot.com/2012/05/akon-hurt-somebody-feat-french-montana.html)
No way to dice that
Toss it against the wall
The way you like that
That’s what you’re doing dog
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Hurt Somebody is a single by Senegalese American hip hop/R&B singer, Akon, from his new street album “The Koncrete Mixtape” (2012). The song features American rapper and singer of Moroccan and Somali descent French Montana.
Akon’s upcoming CD, titled “Stadium”, is slated to come out in the United States on September 11.
“It’s really to promote non-gun violence. If you got a problem with somebody, ya’ll should just take it in the ring”. “We men, let’s handle it. If we can’t talk about it, then let’s fight about it.” Akon explained message behind the video when premiering it on BET’s “106 & Park”.
Akon - Hurt Somebody (feat. French Montana) Lyrics[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
My momma need a crib
Son needs some joy
This some bull shit, cause I can’t afford them
Pairs listening
And the band recording
Trying to dodge the pen
Hoping I survive the morning
Shit is getting hot
Man I’m talking scourging
Watching bodies drop
Trying to make a fortune
Dancing with no top
Trying to skip my fork and
Wanna own the block
Then you gotta put your work in
Cause
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
You got the biggest gun
I hope it’s for protection
How you never run
You just count your blessings
Beating down the drum
Find me the connection
To get up off the slum
That’s my only investment
Throw you to the ground
Book you for possession
Now it’s going down
Now i teach them a lesson
Crooked as a clown
Wishing I could arrest him
Guess they run the town
From the streets to the correction
So
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
(http://musicloversgroups.blogspot.com/2012/05/akon-hurt-somebody-feat-french-montana.html)
No way to dice that
Toss it against the wall
The way you like that
That’s what you’re doing dog
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
Gambling? what you like? street gambling
[Chorus:]
This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on)
Don’t wanna struggle, oh no
Don’t want it to become a habit
I’ve been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
