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Jennifer Lopez - I Luh Ya Papi Ft. French Montana 05:17
Jennifer Lopez - I Luh Ya Papi Ft. French Montana 456.886 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Jennifer Lopez - I Luh Ya PaPi (Explicit) ft. French Montana (Video Klip 2014) Jennifer Lopez I Luh Ya PaPi Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri: I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all loving that J.Lo, true Hold up, I can get you thrown up Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up All the time I hear her talk Put a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rock Keep it number 1, that's easy mathematics Keep it number 1, baby, ain't no static Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs No brakes, go green, no red If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head Put it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 beds Cause I love my papi I didn’t see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain’t had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all loving that J.Lo, true Oh that 24 hour Feeling like I want one when it's crowded If you wanna hear your name, I shout it Boy, you the shit, go and take a power shower And I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt it You can drop it how you want, I ain't trying to call Miley I'm loving me some you Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof Cause I love my papi I didn’t see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain’t had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi [French Montana] I love you, mami, I-I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami Shorty got me catching feelings And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling Southside Bronx, [?] just overseas Take the pants out here, drop to her knees Oh my, I'm a don like Omar Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my Rock-rock Gators like mother chords players You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us From the bottom it been real From the bottom shorty been trill And even though we made it to the top Still J.Lo from the-the the block Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami I think I love just who you are We haven’t grown apart This is just the start where life begin a way to the end And we started as friends but boy I do love I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi
Je M'appelle Funny Bear - Full French Version - Gummy Bear Song 02:43
Je M'appelle Funny Bear - Full French Version - Gummy Bear Song 131.238 izlenme - 3 yıl önce From The Cd "ı Am Your Gummy Bear". Also From The Dvd "ı Am A Gummy Bear".
Miley Cyrus - Feeling Myself 04:15
Miley Cyrus - Feeling Myself 169.637 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Will.i.am ft. Miley Cyrus,Wiz Khalifa, French Montana - Feeling Myself (Audio) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): I be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'm a get it all And I'm a throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror The mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit [French Montana:] I be everywhere, everybody know me Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me I get busy like a one line In the drop getting head baby never mind We gettin' money why you playing with it Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick looking at the mirror Big Daddy Kane bitch like Shakira 1.5 custom made car Me and will table looking like the bar I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem [Will.I.am:] And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O. I rock the whole globe with no problemo Been rocking coats since my first demo And now I'm banging hoes in the continental And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, suicide I came from the bottom, the sewer side I made it to the top cause I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish I see the whole game from my third Iris I tour the whole world like a dirty pirate To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus [Miley Cyrus:] Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly Up in the club, is where you find me I do it real big never do it tiny If you about that bullshit please don't remind me I step in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'm a get it all And I'm a throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror And the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit [Wiz Khalifa:] Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women in your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Take shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foreigns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint, take a shot and reload, pow I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'm a get it all And I'm a throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror And the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit Yes sir
Keyshia Cole feat. Remy Ma & French Montana - You 04:40
Keyshia Cole feat. Remy Ma & French Montana - You 10.259 izlenme - 5 ay önce Keyshia Cole - You ft. Remy Ma, French Montana [Music Video Klip 2017] Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! Courtesy of KC On The Road Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you Keep coming with the same lines Everything but the truth You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you [Verse 1: Keyshia Cole] So know I’m not the one for the bullshit I empty out the closet like a full clip You tried so hard to get at me I wish you would’ve left me when you met me Whole squad said you was a hoe though Let breezy know these niggas ain’t loyal Blowin’ up my phone turn my phone off Can’t take no bitch nigga phone call [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you Keep coming with the same lines Everything but the truth You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you [Verse 2: Remy Ma] You picked the wrong one Now you pick the right one Got no love left And I ain't even tryna fight dumb You keep your birds cause I’m gone when my flight come You know what you did and honestly I been type done How you getting hoes take em home then you wife them It’s really no comparison cause I ain't nothing like them Bestie said fuck him, I’m like don’t get me hype cause At one point would had been gun point on site bum Now I look at it like owww, that something light hun I’m happy that its over yeah you only had a slight run I can be a fowl bitch fuck your whole life up I might spend the night with your bro out of spite cause you a fuck nigga [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you Keep coming in with the same lines Everything but the truth You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby [Verse 3: French Montana] You know these hoes ain't loyal Mama always told me these hoes ain't for you That’s why we never mix like water with the oil Baby keep the pussy mine, and ima keep ya spoiled (And you know) Real one hold you down like a real army But I picked the wrong one like Steve Harvey Same boss boat dock for 8 days But you a thot selling box on the back page Sitting, reminiscing, way before I started tripping About what he said and she said But I ain't having it, your game weak like seven nights Coming with the same lines like trumps wife [Chorus: KEYSHIA COLE] You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you Keep coming with the same lines Everything but the truth You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You just played me for the last time I’m done fucking with you You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby You picked the wrong one, yea yea You picked the wrong one baby The wrong one The wrong one You know you picked the wrong one
Jennifer Lopez Ft. French Montanaı - I Luh Ya Papi (Kamera Arkası) 03:34
Jennifer Lopez Ft. French Montanaı - I Luh Ya Papi (Kamera Arkası) 64.568 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Jennifer Lopez ft. French MontanaI - I Luh Ya Papi (Kamera Arkası) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all that loving that J.Lo, true Hold up, I can get you thrown up Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up Gonna tie my hair up top Put a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rock Keep it number 1, that's easy mathematics Keep it number 1, baby, ain't no static Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs No brakes, go green, no red If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head Put it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 beds Cause I love my papi I didn’t see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain’t had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Yeah that my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all that loving that J.Lo, true All day, 24 hour Feeling like I want one when it's crowded If you wanna hear your name, I shout it Boy, you the shit, go and take a power shower And I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt it You can drop it how you want, I ain't trying to call Miley I'm loving me some you Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof Cause I love my papi I didn’t see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain’t had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Yeah that my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Yeah that my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi [French Montana:] I love you, mami, I-I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami Shorty got me catching feelings And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling Southside Bronx, Teterboro, just overseas Take the pants out here, drop to her knees Oh my, I'm a don like Omar Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my Rock-rock Gators like my Detroit players You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us From the bottom it been real From the bottom shorty been trill And even though we made it to the top Still J.Lo from the-the the block Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami I think I love just who you are We haven’t grown apart This is just the start where life begin a way to the end And we started as friends but boy I do love I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Yeah that my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi
Will i am - Miley Cyrus , French Montana & Wiz Khalifa - Feelin Myself (İsmail Can Sönmez Remix) 04:12
Will i am - Miley Cyrus , French Montana & Wiz Khalifa - Feelin Myself (İsmail Can Sönmez Remix) 56.658 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Music video by will.i.am performing Feelin' Myself ft. Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa. (C) 2013 Interscope Records Facebook : http://facebook.com/ismailcansonmezfan Twitter : http://twitter.com/djismailsz Lyric " Şarkı Sözü " Whoo, W-w-w-will power I be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Dru Hill got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause Imma get it all And Imma throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror The mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit [French Montana:] I be everywhere, everybody know me Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me I get busy like a one line In the drop getting head baby never mind We gettin' money why you playing with it Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick looking at the mirror Big Daddy Kane bitch like Shakira 1.5 custom made car Me and will table looking like the bar I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem [Will.I.am:] And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O. I rock the whole globe with no problemo Been rocking coats since my first demo And now I'm banging hoes in the continental And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, suicide I came from the bottom, the sewer side I made it to the top cause I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish I see the whole game from my third Iris I tour the whole world like a dirty pirate To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus [Miley Cyrus:] Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly Up in the club, is where you find me I do it real big never do it tiny If you about that bullshit please don't remind me I step in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Dru Hill, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause Imma get it all And Imma throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror And the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit [Wiz Khalifa:] Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women of your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Take shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foreigns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint, take a shot and reload, pow I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib Dru Hill, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, I don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause Imma get it all And Imma throw it up Like God dammit, God dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror And the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit God dammit you the shit God dammit you the shit You the shit, you the shit Yes sir
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French Montana ft. Chris Brown, Migos - Moses 04:27
French Montana ft. Chris Brown, Migos - Moses 17.989 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): I just got back from the hmm I told her be back soon I don’t really wanna go (Migo!) [Hook - Chris Brown:] I told her hold it down She fucking with the plug, told her "come over now" Where are all my bitches tonight? Bring me some more bitches tonight Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds She asking for a fifty, threw a hunnid thou Where are all my bitches tonight? Bring me some more bitches tonight Yeah, I’m feeling like Moses I’m all in the ocean, I’m parting, divided up in it like Moses She switching the motions and making them faces just like an emoji Pineapple Fanta, it mixed with the Xanax, she loving the codeine All of my killas they ready to follow me, I feel like Moses [French Montana (Chris Brown):] Got a hunnid bitches with me, feel like (Moses) Got a hunnid killas with me, feel like (I feel like Moses) I got a yacht on the water feel like Got a hunnid bad bitches feel like (Moses) [French Montana:] Feeling like Kobe, sipping and drinking I’m feeling like Kobe Sipping and drinking that yellow and purple I’m mixing that codeine Look at the top of my Audemar, look at them bitches they wall to wall Look at my niggas they all in, you know them niggas don't call a lot Look at the Benz, look at them niggas they looking depressed Came with her friends, throwin' them bags, that Mitchell & Ness Young cold nigga, mouth full of gold teeth Fuck nigga talk ‘bout nigga, you don’t know me, huh [Chris Brown:] Look at the presi', fuck with the Rollie and move like the president This shit depressing, feeling like Moses I’m giving them lessons Skinny, tatted with the blue hair and the gold teeth I don’t run from woop woop, shit fuck the police [Hook] [Quavo (Chris Brown):] What you feel like (Moses) What you feel like? (I feel like Moses) What you feel like? Uhh, yeah (Moses) [Quavo:] (Quavo!) Feeling like Moses, pipe with the water, I cause a commotion Lil' mama said she wet, she wetter than an ocean I pull up on you, rub up on you like some lotion You might call me Sniper way a nigga scoping [Offset:] (Offset!) When she get on her knees it’s for numbers When it come to trapping I give you the formula Cuban links hang on my neck like the ornament Fuck on your bitch, I give her back, don’t want the bitch [Takeoff:] (Takeoff!) Grabbing it fast shit it’s magic Two snow bunnies call ‘em Mary Kate & Ashley Keep it on me, quick to shoot a three Like Dirk Nowitzki from the Dallas Mavericks [Quavo:] (Quavo!) She said she wanna fuck with a real nigga She said she wanna go to war and kill with him 50 bottles in the VIP, 50 models Momma told me watch for the snakes and koalas [Hook] [Quavo (Chris Brown):] What you feel like (Moses) What you feel like? (I feel like Moses) What you feel like? Uhh, yeah (Moses)
French Press ile Filtre Kahve Nasıl Yapılır? 00:25
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French Montana - XPlicit ft. Miguel 03:44
French Montana - XPlicit ft. Miguel 6.088 izlenme - 9 ay önce French Montana ft. Miguel - XPlicit (Music Video Klip 2016) Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! (C) 2016 Epic Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment/Bad Boy Entertainment Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Intro: Miguel] Explicit for ya I'm listenin' explicit for ya I'll say it if you need it darlin' I hear you callin' Waitin', waitin' Why am I waitin' I keep that Akira Kurosawa for ya Never seen it realer Never seen it realer dog Keep that Akira Kurosawa for ya [Verse 1: Miguel] Say it if you mean it bae You don't gotta lie to me All I want is real shit You can just vibe with me Tell me that you need it if you Need it I can get it low Know that I can't get enough Believe it baby [Hook: Miguel] Keep the Akira Kurosawa for ya I can paint the picture babe You never had it so visual, visual Explicit for ya I'm listenin' explicit for ya I'll say it if you need it darlin' I hear you callin' With your eyes, with your eyes [Verse 2: French Montana] Montana You ain't gotta lie to me Shawty keep it real with me Started from the ground with me Now she on top of them hills with me Blowin' cash, till this money up Standin' on them couches while we like we on one, uh Same niggas that front Same niggas need a hundred Same bitches that front Same bitches that want it Fuckboys we passin' Cuban links we flashin' Bright lights in action Fly cars we crashin' I keep hearin' them voices Gotta make them choices Gotta pick your poison Black, white, Rolls-Royces, haaaah Baby so explicit for ya Cause all that money can't buy you love, Montana [Hook: Miguel] Keep the Akira Kurosawa for ya I can paint the picture babe You never had it so visual, visual Explicit for ya I'm listenin' explicit for ya I'll say it if you need it darlin' I hear you callin' With your eyes, with your eyes [Outro: French Montana + Miguel] Oh, yeah, you just got to show to me I just want to know Cause you glowin' from a distance Keep the Akira Kurosawa for ya Let me paint the picture, ha Yeah, you just got to show to me I just want to know Cause you glowin' from a distance I keep the Akira Kurosawa for ya Let me paint the picture, uh Baby paint the picture I keep the Akira Kurosawa for ya Never seen it realer You ain't never seen it realer uh
Will.ı.am - Feelin' Myself (Feat Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa) 04:11
Will.ı.am - Feelin' Myself (Feat Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa) 28.538 izlenme - 3 yıl önce I be everywhere everybody know me Super, super fresh with a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy keep the chicks in check All these car keys drive them chicks to my crib Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed She give me IQ, that mean she give me head I just give her beats, I don't give her bread Cus we be in the club Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself Cus I'm gon' get it all And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit [Verse 1: French Montana] I be everywhere, everybody know me Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me I get busy like a one line In the drop getting head baby never mind We gettin' money why you playing with it Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick looking at the mirror Big Daddy Kane bitch like Shakira 1.5 custom made car Me and Will table looking like the bar I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem [Verse 2: Will.I.Am] And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O I rock the whole globe with no problemo Been rocking coats since my first demo And now I'm banging hoes in the Continental And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, suicide I came from the bottom, the sewer side I made it to the top cus I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish I see the whole game From my third iris I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus [Verse 3: Miley Cyrus] Now everybod trippin' like they poppin' molly Up in the club, is where you'll find me I do it real big never do it tiny If you about that bullshit please don't remind me I step in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert [Hook] [Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa] Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women in your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Takes shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank, that's more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foreigns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
French Montana - No Shopping ft. Drake 05:21
French Montana - No Shopping ft. Drake 8.021 izlenme - 12 ay önce French Montana - No Shopping ft. Drake (Video Klip 2016) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [French Montana:] Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank All about the mula, all about the mula Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin' Runnin' through them keys way before Khaled Runnin' with the pushas way before Malice Word to the five, I'm the one like four minus Caught her off the rebound, Ben Wallace, gave her four dollars Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think When it get hot, bodies start droppin' Hit the strip club, told them hoes gon' get the moppin' Word to Diddy, we Cirocin' Word to Biggie, we'll be Pac-in' I just bought Selena's crib, I'm poppin' I just told Drizzy, "Let me take Serena to the tropics" Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think Sittin' high, 6 God cover Tell them hoes get low, 6 God comin' Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank All about the mula, all about the mula Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin' [Drake:] Pump, pump, pump it up She got a good head on her, but I pump it up I'm not a one hit wonder, they know all my stuff You let me turn into the nigga that you almost was I done seen a lot of shit and I done been in things And I never started nothin', I just finish things And I'm sell off like the man that brought me in this thing How you out here celebratin' like the winnin' team? No, calm down, calm down Shit ain't how you think it is, take a look around I'm supposed to be on a vacation right now But I'm home wildin', word to DJ Khaled Back with another one I'm steady droppin' bombs on your head top Been that way since I could make your bed rock I'm on, blew it where you can't shop Bitch I just rapped and it went pop Next move better than my last move Your next move can't erase your past moves Took her out once she got attached to him Ring, ring, click, I'll get back to 'em You don't really want the views You don't really want a snapshot of things goin' on with the crew You don't wanna hear Not Nice did thirteen And did another two for some other shit he didn't do Last week, Budden runnin' in the room This week sold one point two Yeah, it's a Boucheron baby boy Yeah, and I know Taraji like I'm baby boy And I fuck with Weezy and I'm Baby's boy Yeah we the Army, better yet the Navy, boy [French Montana & Drake:] Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think All about the mula, all about the mula Word to the bird, I ain't never take a bird shoppin' Sippin' on the drank, sippin' on the drank Sippin' on the drank, I ain't tryna think All about the mula, all about the mula Word to the bird, I ain't never take her fur shoppin' [French Montana:] The birds want rings and tings, you know But we'll never take the bird shoppin', you know Still, you already done know Big up, Six God Haaaan, skrrt, skrrt!
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French Montana - Freaks (Explicit) ft. Nicki Minaj 03:03
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French Montana Ft. Swae Lee - Unforgettable 04:46
French Montana Ft. Swae Lee - Unforgettable 1.849 izlenme - 3 ay önce French Montana Ft. Swae Lee - Unforgettable (Yepyeni Video Klip) 2017 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [Chorus: Swae Lee] It's not good enough for me, since I been with you It's not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me Oh, was she tipsy I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across the room Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, aye And you are unforgettable I need to get you alone Why not? A fucking good time, never hurt nobody I got a little drink but it's not Bacardi If you loved your girl then I'm so, so sorry I got to give it to her like we in a marriage Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do [Verse 1: French Montana] Feelin' like I'm fresh out, Boosie If they want the drama, got the Uzi Ship the whole crew to the cruise ship Doin' shit you don't even see in movies Ride with me Ride with me, boss I got a hard head but her ass soft She want the last name with the ring on it 'Cause I pulled out a million cash, told her plank on it [Bridge: Swae Lee & French Montana] You are unforgettable I wanna get you alone Now you wanna chose Just pop the bubbly in the 'cuzi [Chorus: Swae Lee] It's not good enough for me, since I been with you It's not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me Oh, was she tipsy I had enough convo for 24 I peep'd you from across the room Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, hey But you are unforgettable I need to get you alone Why not? A fucking good time, never hurt nobody I got a little drink but it's not Bacardi If you loved your girl then I'm so, so sorry I got to give it to her like we in a marriage Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do [Verse 2: French Montana] Oh oh, You ain't enough for me Too much for you Alone Baby go and grab some bad bitches, bring em home Know the jet's on me I'ma curve my best for you You know, so pick up that dress for me You rest on me Too much convo for 24 hours When you stand next to 24 karats She left her man at home She don't love him no more I want your mind and your body Don't mind nobody So as long - never hurt nobody Baby girl work your body Work your body [Bridge: Swae Lee & French Montana] And you are unforgettable I need to get you alone Now you wanna chose Just pop the bubbly in the 'cuzi [Outro: Swae Lee] Right now Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do
Jennifer Lopez Ft. French Montana - I Luh Ya Papi 05:17
Jennifer Lopez Ft. French Montana - I Luh Ya Papi 17.651 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Jennifer Lopez - I Luh Ya PaPi (Explicit) ft. French Montana Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all loving that J.Lo, true Hold up, I can get you thrown up Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up All the time I hear her talk Put a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rock Keep it number 1, that's easy mathematics Keep it number 1, baby, ain't no static Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs No brakes, go green, no red If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head Put it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 beds Cause I love my papi I didn't see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain't had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I put it down for a brother like you Give it to you right in the car, that's you We can first give you some of this, that's you And you're all loving that J.Lo, true All day, 24 hour Feeling like I want one when it's crowded If you wanna hear your name, I shout it Boy, you the shit, go and take a power shower And I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt it You can drop it how you want, I ain't trying to call Miley I'm loving me some you Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof Cause I love my papi I didn't see it But I see it now I think I love you And I need you now Ain't had none like you in a while I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi [French Montana] I love you, mami, I-I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami Shorty got me catching feelings And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling Southside Bronx, Teterboro, just overseas Take the pants out here, drop to her knees Oh my, I'm a don like Omar Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my Rock-rock Gators like mother chords players You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us From the bottom it been real From the bottom shorty been trill And even though we made it to the top Still J.Lo from the-the the block Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami I think I love just who you are We haven't grown apart This is just the start where life begin a way to the end And we started as friends but boy I do love I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi I luh ya papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi Get up my papi I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi
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Jennifer Lopez Feat. Tyga, Big Sean, French Montana - I Luh Ya Papi (Dj Khaled Remix) 04:15
Jennifer Lopez Feat. Tyga, Big Sean, French Montana - I Luh Ya Papi (Dj Khaled Remix) 15.958 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Like Us On Facebook https://www.facebook.com/DailyLyrics213 Jennifer Lopez - I Luh Ya Papi Feat. Tyga, Big Sean, French Montana & DJ Khaled (Remix) Jennifer ...
Rick Ross - Nobody Ft. French Montana, Puff Daddy 05:54
Rick Ross - Nobody Ft. French Montana, Puff Daddy 10.900 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Rick Ross - Nobody (Explicit) ft. French Montana, Puff Daddy (Video Klip 2014) Rick Ross Nobody Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri: You wanted to fucking walk around these roaches These niggas is roaches These niggas is mere motherfuckin' mortals I'm tryna push you to supreme being You don't wanna motherfuckin' You don't wanna embrace your destiny You wanna get by You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark Where it's lonely You can't handle the motherfuckin', the pain Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna stop [Hook: French Montana] Mama's trying to save me But she don't know I'm trying to save her Man, them niggas tried to play me Man, 'til I got this paper You're nobody 'till somebody kills you [Verse 1: Rick Ross] "Blast for me" - the last words from my nigga On the pavement, born killers, body shivers Drug money, dollar figures Hustlers moving out of rentals All the war is mental Having sushi down in Nobu Strapped like an Afghan soldier Nowhere to go to so it's bang No survivors, only riders on my rider Murder rate rises, stalking niggas on their IG's Never IB, still solo, underarm is still Polo No wire, on fire My desire for fine things made me a liar A shooter, getting high feeling like it's voodoo Nine lives, SK with the cooler Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I double G, I, E I pray you smoke with me Go to bed with a kilo like a c-note Janet Reno, we all we got the creed to Nino Pretty cars in the driveway If you cut it then you sideways Double up, crime pays [Hook] [Interlude: Diddy] You fucking wanna walk around with these niggas? What the fuck is their culture? Where the fuck is their souls at? What defines you? These niggas with these fucking silly looks on their faces You wanna walk around with them or you wanna walk with God, nigga? Make up your got damn mind [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm from where the streets test you Niggas mix business and pleasure Where the cocaine measure The narcotics is our product The by-product, you walk up on me, I cock it New Mercedes as it peels off Nothing penetrates the steel doors Gang signs, see 'em all I said my prayer as I'm counting sheep Never really athletic, but I play for keeps Do you feel me? The mortician, the morgue filling with more snitches We kill 'em and taking their bitches, R.I.P Chinchillas on a winter night Black bottles when the feeling like you wanna know what winter's like And I'm never on that tour bus Just a decoy for niggas, the PJ's, there's two of us Ciroc boys down to die for Diddy My niggas ride for less, keep it real, homie, make me filthy Touch mine until you receive and kill Like I'm knowing every heathen will Closed the deal with Steven Hill We Magic City of the networks Cut a nigga cast off, how my nigga net works [Hook] [Outro: Diddy] Fuck you wanna talk about? Fucking jewelries and Bentley's and Hublot's And fucking art that niggas ain't got on their fucking walls And fucking mansions niggas ain't got Niggas can't even pay the IRS, let alone their fucking staff, nigga You gotta tell the truth, man The truth'll set you free, son The truth will set you free
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French Montana & Fetty Wap Feat. Monty - Freaky   05:47
French Montana & Fetty Wap Feat. Monty - Freaky 4.755 izlenme - 2 yıl önce French Montana & Fetty Wap Feat. Monty - Freaky (Yepyeni Video Klip) 2015 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): (Chorus – French Montana & Fetty Wap) Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass Girl, go and bust it open with your freaky ass I’m getting money with my dogs Project Pat on them hoes I’ma hit it like a dog Then I’ma pass it to my dogs Shawty know my wrist bright Don’t you know they hit like Bi**h be on my d**k like Sure you don’t want me to hit, aight Aight, aight, aight, aight, ey sure you don’t want me to hit, aight (Verse 1 – French Montana) I’ma hit it like a dog Then I’ma pass it to my dog I ain’t going anywhere She wanna take me to the mall Go and bust it open with your freaky ass Go and bust it open with your freaky ass On the back blocks, where the swirly at Me and Puff riding where they shot Biggie at Smoking on the weed, popping pills From the corners, making mills Getting top in the foreign Getting dome like New Orleans I know this freak, from Hollywood She s**k on dick and she do it real good I know this freak, from Hollywood She suck on d**k and she do it real good Bottles of triple stack, drink go up My youngins don’t rap man they taking over 5000 for the pint, 250 for the line (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2 – Fetty Wap) F**king this ni**a bi**h, we in the Days Inn She be looking at my wrist like it’s amazing That’s why they hating Scoring on em, Michael Jordan when I’m fading Sure you don’t want me to hit mine? Sure you don’t want me to lick Sure you don’t want my d**k right? Zoo Gang know we get right Fist fight Get yours, I’ma get mine 10 hoes in my whip like If she ain’t f**king then this bi**h bi Zoo Gang, know I run the gang ni**as Zoo Gang, know I run the gang ni**as Sure you don’t want me to hit by ni**a Shooters all in my whip drive ni**a (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 3 – Monty) 2 hoes on switch sides All that ass got me hypnotized Said she want some d**k tonight Zoo Gang don’t make me get the guys See that thang on my hip right Turn this s**t to a fish fry Uh, diamonds on my wrist bright And I hate them bi**h vibes Bad bi**hes, f**k them 10 times Fat ass in her big thighs Fast cash, all this s**t light Back, back, ni**a get robbed (Repeat Chorus) Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! En Yeni Şarkılar ve Klipler İçin Lütfen Abone Olunuz : www.izlesene.com/nefer26medya French Montana & Fetty Wap "Freaky" Feat. Monty (Official Music Video)
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Will.ı.am - Feelin' Myself F. Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa (Official Video) 04:11
Will.ı.am - Feelin' Myself F. Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa (Official Video) 7.553 izlenme - 3 yıl önce will.i.am - Feelin' Myself f. Miley Cyrus, French Montana & Wiz Khalifa (Official Video) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) I be everywhere everybody know me Super, super fresh with a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy keep the chicks in check All these car keys drive them chicks to my crib Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead I just give her beats, I don't give her bread Cus we be in the club Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself Cus I'm gon' get it all And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit [Verse 1: French Montana] I be everywhere, everybody know me Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me I get busy like a one line In the drop getting head baby never mind We gettin' money why you playing with it Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick looking at the mirror Big Daddy Kane bitch like Shakira 1.5 custom made car Me and will table looking like the bar I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem [Verse 2: Will.I.Am] And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O I rock the whole globe with no problemo Been rocking coats since my first demo And now I'm banging hoes in the Continental And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, suicide I came from the bottom, the sewer side I made it to the top cus I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish I see the whole game From my third iris I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus [Verse 3: Miley Cyrus] Now everybod trippin' like they poppin' molly Up in the club, is where you can find me I do it real big never do it tiny If you about that bullshit please don't remind me I step in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert Shake, shake that shit like a, like an expert [Hook] [Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa] Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women of in your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Takes shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank, that's more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foriegns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
Miley Cyrus - Fu (Feat. French Montana) 03:52
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Will.ı.am - Feeling Myself (Feat. Miley Cyrus & Wiz Khalifa & French Montana) 04:10
Will.ı.am - Feeling Myself (Feat. Miley Cyrus & Wiz Khalifa & French Montana) 11.569 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Will.I.Am - Feeling Myself Feat. Miley Cyrus Şarkı Sözleri I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, so don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'mma get it all And I'mma throw it up Like god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself Look up in the mirror And the mirror look at me The mirror be like baby you the sh*t God dammit you the sh*t You the sh*t, you the sh*t God dammit you the sh*t God dammit you the sh*t You the sh*t, you the sh*t [French Montana] I be everywhere, everybody know me Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me I get busy like a one line In the drop getting head baby never mind We gettin' money why you playing with it Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick looking at the mirror Big Daddy Kane [?] like Shakira 1.5 custom made car Me and will table looking like the bar I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem [will.i.am] And I don't give a fuck that's my whole Annotatemo I rock the whole globe with no problemo Been rocking coats since my first demo And now I'm banging hoes in the continental And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, suicide I came from the bottom, the sewer side I made it to the top cus I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish I see the whole game from my third Iris I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate To give the whole world some Miley Cyrus [Miley Cyrus] Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molAnnotately Up in the club, is where you can find me I do it real big never do it tiny If you about that bullshit please don't remind me I step in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk Shake, shake that ass like a, like an expert Shake, shake that ass like a, like an expert I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, so don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'mma get it all And I'mma throw it up Like god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself [Wiz Khalifa] Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women of in your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Takes shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foriegns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow I'll be everywhere, everybody know me Super, super fresh, what a dope styling Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck Givenchy, keep the chickens in check All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed She give me IQ, that mean she get a head I just give the beats, so don't give a bread 'Cause we be in the club Bottles on deck And god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself 'Cause I'mma get it all And I'mma throw it up Like god dammit, god dammit I'm feeling myself
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