Dave East, French Montana - Maneuver lyrics

[Dave East, French Montana - Maneuver lyrics]

La musica de Harry Fraud i maneuver
Montana! Put it up, Fraud
Ah

If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on the hand-to hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver
(I maneuver) in that foreign, I maneuver

VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe
(yeah) , my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it
Them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah) , a hunnid Vs (yeah)

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
I'm just praying that the feds don't
Never come and get me (I'm praying)
What do you say to a
Youngin' knowing his stomach empty
(starving) he just wanna unload
Shoot 'til his gun is empty (boom)
We hustle smart
(smart) , never just wanted any cash (nah)
These niggas robbing from Pathmarks
Stealing from Jimmy Jazz
Welcome to gangland
Don't come without no visit pass
(don't come) last year
Imagine I counted over a million cash

Made it out the jungle, came back in a Jaguar
(Skrrt) shawty ass fat with a cat back
Check checks, so that straight cash
(Now tell me you want it, eh)
Suit suit to that ski mask
(Now tell me you want it, eh)
The bitch ballin' like
Cooper, German Sheppard, german Ruger
Baby all my Vs stupid
But I put you on the Uber (skurt)
Two hundred on the dash, V12, how I maneuver
(haan) ice on the hookah
Neck looking like a jeweler

If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on the hand-to hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver
(I maneuver) in that foreign, I maneuver

VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe
(yeah) , my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it
Them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah) , a hunnid Vs (yeah)

It break your heart
You hear your block hatin'
11: 99, Mott Haven
Finger tips still sore from
All that rock shaving (haan)
I don't associate with rats
These niggas got statements
All these diamonds on me white
No I am not racist grams of crates
(crates) , brainstorm for the grand
Escape (escape) Cité of Soleil
Hunnid Haitians (haan)
When they changed their face
I was changing faces (faces)
Bronx to Harlem, deadly combination
I'm in Miami, with Sadé on repeat (haan)
Fifty thousand, put it under the seat (stash)
Keep a gun in my reach
(strapped) , walk in my shoes
Couldn't fit one of my sneaks
I graduated from the corner
Got my hustlers degree, let's eat

My lawyer from the Jerusalem hit
The trial with maces (ahh)
Lacking green stop your circulation (ahh)
Everyday on Remy, thuggacation (ahh)
Celebration to the fiends that
Helped built the nation (ahh)

If it's 'bout a bag, I maneuver (I maneuver)
I'm on the hand-to hand maneuver (I maneuver)
Fresh up out the trap, I maneuver
(I maneuver) in that foreign, I maneuver

VVSes on me, keep my weapon on me
Patek Philippe
(yeah) , my bitch a freak (yeah)
Now tell me how you want it
Them bad bitches on it (on it)
A hundred freaks (yeah) , a hunnid Vs (yeah)

Haan, yeah, your bitch a freak, yeah
Yeah, you niggas sweet, yeah
Harlem Bronx deadly combination
Fiends helped built the nation
Grams to the crates the grand escape

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