| Not tryna put a bunch of pressure on you but em…
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| I don’t even drink ch&agne
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| What’chu think all of this is for?
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| So (/Is) tell your homegirl you gon' be alright
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| &make your way to my room
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| I’m pretty sure they’ll hate on me tonight
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| But it’s cool, cause we gon' do the things that grown-ups do
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| Harlem in the house
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| Now I can be your lover, brother or be multi-facet
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| I can do, anything if you’ll ever ask it
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| I can dress hood if you want me, switch up!
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| Now I can be suited &booted, or can mix it up
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| I can make you feel as if I’m the only
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| I can keep a job mami, I can work a shift
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| I can bring you soup &orange juice, if you really sick
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| Or I can put a rose in my mouth &bring a gift
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| I want you out the hood for good
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| I want you on your feet
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| I want you being e’rything you thought you couldn’t see
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| I want your mind as free as a dolphin in the sea
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| I want your intimacy, look into me &see
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| C’mon, you know them hits from top 40
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| Got my house? |
| a walkie talkie
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| All these bad chicks bore me
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| You the only shorty for me haaa!
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| Don’t say, what you won’t do
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| Cause these hours, are reserved for grown-ups
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| &It's been a lot of money spent because of you
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| At this time of night
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| The only thing left to do…
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| Bronx in the house
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| BX in the house
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| French Montana, Coke Boys in the house
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| Hol' up, slo' up, fedz roll up
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| Niggas starving. |
| Coke boys &the girls doin' donuts
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| 30 thousand over there, 30 models over there
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| When you talk about feet, 30 thousand in the air
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| I’m a coke boy, she cum second to the blow
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| Gotta break her back, she won’t love me when I’m broke
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| Versace Dom, feel free you like shocking huh?
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| 60 seconds or less &I'll be gone
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| Hundred carats on my piece, I promise I’ll never lease
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| I’m married to the streets so I’m carried off the streets haaa
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| I’m not the one to have you on a lease sign
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| Keeping it 100, 100 thousand dollar piece on
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| I get low on blocks, niggas go police on
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| &when them bands pop, I don’t need a refund
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| The millest in this bitch, I’m the prezzie ho
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| Prezzie row, 50k for the bezzie though
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| Rico Love, we ain’t even know you could rap
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| She said you let me in your section &you could tap
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| Hundred bottles in the club, you could Google that
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| Fliest nigga on the fucking globe, check Google maps
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| Lame at the bar but your girl up in here
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| &I think she wanna show me her le pearl of Brazil, yea!
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| A fuck nigga’s worst nightmare
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| Fuck a bad bitch, I’m only paying flight fare
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| These hoes tell a mayne, go &get the jury form
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| Posting pictures on the web, with your jury on
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| (Bitch) Tryna kill a nigga vibe, word to Kendrick
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| My wardrobe makes 4 perfect entries
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| The kind of name that it never hurts to mention
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| The size of my tip, should tell you my intention so… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grownups, artist - French Montana. Album song Mac and Cheese, Vol. 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп