Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Headquarters , by - French Montana. Song from the album Coke Boys, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.04.2012
Record label: Coke Boys
Song language: English
Headquarters |
| Right |
| Harve Pierre |
| Niggas wasn’t sayin' no |
| (Cokeboy) |
| Coke Boy 3 |
| (Shakedown) |
| What it be like |
| This motherfuckin' round table |
| (Big baller baby) |
| Breaking down this fresh package |
| (Endorsed by so mean) |
| Bad Boy Headquarter |
| Your motherfuckin' boy Montana |
| (RNS real nigga shit) |
| Red talk to em |
| Wooooooooooo |
| (Shakedown) |
| Ay eh ay aye |
| I strapped up, I hit the block (Hann) |
| French said they need fish-scale I hit the docks (Hann) |
| I punch in my card, bout 6 o’clock (Hann) |
| Wizard in the kitchen, magic when it hit the pot (Hann) |
| Lately I find more ho niggas than hoes (Woo) |
| I ice my watch, hopin' time get froze |
| I’m a coke boyy, hello hello hello (hello) |
| Pardon my G if that sounded sentimental (Hann) |
| Heavy-metal I bang in every ghetto (Hann) |
| Shakedown baby, everything is a go (Hann) |
| Gucci down to my toes, Louis Vuitton luggage |
| Rapped the 6th on the bridge, hopped out said fuck it (Hann) |
| I grind non-stop even when it’s snowin' |
| Cuz I ain’t goin' broke like the nigga Terrell Owens (Woo) |
| They know I been a shooter |
| No longer count money, I measure stacks with a ruler, I am the new ruler (Hann) |
| Brooklyn till they kill me |
| Forever keep it filthy (Hann) |
| Got rich cuz my motherfuckin' work look milky (Hann) |
| I love my niggas, forever though (Hann) |
| And that white girl, never let her go |
| IIIIIII (I), I be so high (I be so high) |
| And that bullshit don’t bother me (Don't bother me) |
| IIIIIII (I), real niggas fo' life (real niggas fo' life) |
| I’m outchea livin' sucker free |
| IIIIIII (I), I be so high (I be so high) |
| And that bullshit don’t bother me (Don't bother me) |
| IIIIIII (I), real niggas fo' life (real niggas fo' life) |
| I’m outchea livin' sucker free |
| Uhhh |
| Devil red Maserati, call the reverend on em (Uhhh) |
| Gave em my whole life, but certain shit I never told em (Nah) |
| Choppin' the pavement on them blades (What) |
| Most niggas get they shot, hardship is but a phase (Yeah) |
| Ballin' on that hard top |
| Know they hear my screechin' J’s |
| Genius on that stove top, work cut 6 different ways (Ways) |
| In life there’s 6 degrees of separation (Yeah) |
| Fear leads to hesitation (Yeah) |
| Rose from the project gutters, boy that’s elevation (That's right) |
| Pick the pace up on them niggas, that’s acceleration (Wassup) |
| My ensembles elegant, boy that’s Ellen Tracy |
| I fucked the game 3 times, now I’m yellin' trace em (That's right) |
| You see them green and white diamond, boy that’s segregation (Feel me now) |
| Top naked, engine revvin', tell them niggas race me (Vroom) |
| Your main bitch my reflection all she do is face me (Drugz) |
| All the money and the fame and the fornication (Yeah) |
| They say my mental is a gun, but I broke the safety |
| Uhhh |
| Rappin' never been part of the plan (Nah) |
| Gettin' bricks 35, Kevin Durant |
| Man it is what it be’s (Beads), Mardi Gras (New Orleans) |
| You know I beez in the trap, ask Nicki Mar (Wooo) |
| Been doing this shit here since ye' tall (Han) |
| Gettin' head from her, when Ye called |
| I made it nigga (Made it nigga) |
| You hated nigga (Hated nigga) |
| You dinosaur niggas, outdated nigga (Han) |
| I seen a snow mountain, I skate it nigga |
| This the aftermath, you shady nigga |
| Cradle to the grave, make a Caesar out your braids |
| Got a kilo of that haze |
| And we all smokin' |
| IIIIIIII ohhhhh I |
| Been had this hustle all in my veins |
| For so long |
| Have you ever felt that way |
| IIIIIIII ohhhhh I |
| Feel like I wanna give it all away |
| For so long |
| (I'm a cokeboy, ima ima cokeboy) |
| Have you ever felt that way |