เนื้อเพลง Stop It - French Montana
เนื้อเพลง Stop It
[Intro: French Montana]
I got some money to spend, aye aye
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
[Pre-Chorus: T.I. & French Montana]
Man young having money poppin', not the bat
I'ma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad b*tches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Chorus: French Montana]
Stop It (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
[Verse 1]
I got purp by the liter
I got pounds in the duffle
I got cash in the freezer
We don't clash in the huddle
Bottles with the dope, hot
Smokin' dope, lean, work bust it open
Hit the block, then I hit the jeweler
Wrist, bust it open
[Bridge: French Montana]
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad b*tches, marble floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Magic City, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and TIP
[Verse 2]
Bust it open, want it freaky
Yeah she want it on the top
And all my diamonds VVS, she bust it open in her feelings
[Pre-Chorus]
Man young having money poppin', not the bat
I'ma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad b*tches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Chorus: French Montana]
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
[Bridge: French Montana]
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad b*tches, mob the floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Magic City, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and TIP
[Verse 3: T.I.]
Blue cheese, revenue
I got big stacks sitting on the avenue
And when these s*ckas violate man, I hate to do it, but I still get 'em whacked for a band or two
And n*gga really though? I ain't going back and forth with you, we ain't on no tennis court
And n*gga talk big, when you still know how to bid it though
Ain't wanna let down
Yeah heh, and n*gga warning, danger
Yeah, give they ass what they came for
Shooter totin' them flamethrower
Known to hit what they aim for
C*caine lord, Marijuana Don
This watch of mine is a 1 of 1
Got a hundred stacks, of a hundred ones
Plus a hunna hunnas
Binding stacks on another
I keep it a hunna for a hunna bands
I seen felons turn they backs on one another
Sister shoot her brother, mother killed her daughter
Man this sh*t is awful
[Pre-Chorus]
Man young having money poppin', not the bat
I'ma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad b*tches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin' with the dabs though?
[Chorus: French Montana]
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
[Bridge: French Montana]
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad b*tches, mob the floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Magic city, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and TIP