| Montana
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| You know what it is when you hear that haan
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| Aye, aye, aye
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| My standards are hella stone
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| My safe is a treasure trove
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| My wagon full of yellow bones
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| I’m about to go Hefner on 'em
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| If she take the shot then we gon' miss them, hold up
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| Call the shots like I miss 'em, don’t I?
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| Snake niggas talk a lot of shit, and I said I know when I hear a hissing cobra
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| I know, I know when I see a rat
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| I go on 'em when I see the racks
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| Fuck up the commas like I can’t read for jack
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| And send it home and tell 'em Christmas is back
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| Yeah, It’s a new sea on the map
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| Calling me out, to me is a prank
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| Calling me out, to me is a trap
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| Calling me out, I’ma call you back
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| Young nigga put in the grind (I work)
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| I shine, I shine (I shine)
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| I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd)
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| She down, she down (she down)
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| They tryna come to the house (to the cribo)
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| Allow, allow (allow)
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| She take the dick then she bow (then she bow)
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| She bow, she bow
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| Young nigga put in the grind (I work)
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| I shine, I shine (I shine)
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| I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd)
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| She down, she down (she down)
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| They tryna come to the house (to the cribo)
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| Allow, allow (allow)
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| She take the dick then she bow (then she bow)
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| She bow, she bow
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| I was cooking up til dawn
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| Now the diamonds dancing tryna charm me
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| These bitches used to never want me
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| Now they pop their ankles, how they falling
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| Montana
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| I was on the block til the morning
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| Sipping that Ciroc til the morning
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| I need to hop in the foreign
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| Chain iced to the arm
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| I’m talking John Wall
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| Still ride with the warrant
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| I’m talking Paul Wall
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| Balling like Paul George
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| I’m talking George Foreman, yeah that’s the grill talk
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| The jewelry add up to a mil' talk
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| Put it on and tell me how it feel talk
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Bitch I’m young and i’m wildin'
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| Yeah, my plug is my pilot (salute)
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| He say, «where is we flying?»
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| I said fuck it I haven’t decided
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| I get high and
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| I hop in the drop
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| Dropping the top, getting the wop
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| (Skrr)
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| Sin City, Magic City, hoes getting the money
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| Young nigga put in the grind (I work)
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| I shine, I shine (I shine)
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| I take your girl from the crowd (crowd, crowd)
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| She down, she down (she down)
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| They tryna come to the house (to the cribo)
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| Allow, allow (allow)
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| She take the dick then she bow (then she bow)
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| She bow, she bow
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| Young nigga put in the grind (I work)
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| I shine, I shine (I shine)
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| I take your girl from the crowd (from the crowd)
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| She down, she down (she down)
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| They tryna come to the house (to the cribo)
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| Allow, allow (allow)
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| She take the dick then she bow (then she bow)
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| She bow, she bow
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| I made the money, I made a difference
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| I made 'em talk, I made 'em listen
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| I made 'em wish they switched sides
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| Made these motherfuckers hate the mirrors
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| Made 'em call me lucky like I didn’t force myself to stay up working
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| Rappers smoking, drinking yeah
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| I made the money, I made a difference
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| I made 'em talk, I made 'em listen
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| I made 'em wish they switched sides
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| Made these motherfuckers hate the mirrors
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| Made 'em call me lucky like I didn’t force myself to stay up working
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| Rappers smoking, drinking yeah
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| Young nigga put in the grind
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| I shine, I shine
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| I take your girl from the crowd
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| She down, she down
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| They tryna come to the house
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| Allow, allow
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| She take the dick then she bow
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| She bow, she bow
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| Young nigga put in the grind
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| I shine, I shine
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| I take your girl from the crowd
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| She down, she down
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| They tryna come to the house
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| Allow, allow
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| She take the dick then she bow
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| She bow, she bow
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Allow , by - Nasty C. Song from the album Bad Hair Extensions, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп