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