DRAM - Monticello Ave lyrics
[DRAM - Monticello Ave lyrics]
Hey, hey hey yeah, yeah hey hey oh
Hey, hey hey oh, hey oh i do remember
Uh, I do remember, I do remember
How you said I was your temper
Made me feel like a contender
You acknowledge other niggas who you knew was
Out to get you that ain't right
Fuckin' with the camera man and you
Still ain't get the picture
I can toss a thousand words to you quick band
But I'm a say nothin' 'cause I
Need you as my kickstand
Tired of all these hoes that be
Claimin' that they big fans
Soon as I'm in town they blow
My line to buy the wristband
All access and bad sex but hair fire
Just to do the same to the headliner
Even at my own shows curse by
Make me miss my old thing, it's still quiet
But we can up the volume for the evening
And I only mean evening
By sunrise you're leavin'
You still ain't my girl
We damn sure ain't friends
So we can cut that whole how
You been and where you been?
'Cause that's the end
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Bute street, off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
On the road, tryna enlarge my dividends
I toss and turn, backwoods got burned
Many nights, contemplate about you
And all the compalinin' I do
About these hoes and how I
Know they ain't true
I'm still mad at you for the shit you did
But not that mad
So just come to where I'm is
I've text you once but did not send
Erase what's typed, type back again
Indecisive about the very next move
Fool me once, I don't want umber two
And I'm still mad at you
For not handling biz
But you can still get the biz
So just come to where I'm is
Please 'cause I really just can't
Take thsi shit no more
Oh, it seems that I got win from losin'
All these triflin' hoes hate
I don't know which to be choosin'
Sometimes I turn to you
In the lowest times, when I'm sad and blue
'Cause you know that we got history
So just come to where I'm finna be
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Bute street, off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
I'm tryna enlarge my dividends
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
On the road, I'm tryna enlarge my dividends
Soon as, you get on the avenue
Move that pretty little ass over
To my room in the back
No words, lay back, relax
Quiet, don't you apologize
Quiet, hush up with all them lies
You in? One night of rough sex
But after I still won't answer your text
Soon as, you get on the avenue
Move that pretty little ass over
To my room in the back
No words, lay back, relax
Quiet, don't you dare apologize
Quiet, hush up with all them lies
You in? One night of rough sex
But after I still won't answer your text
Hey, hey hey hey hey i'm on Monticello
Hey, hey hey hey hey avenue
Hey, hey hey hey hey yeah, oh, yeah, oh
Hey, hey hey oh, hey oh i do remember
Uh, I do remember, I do remember
How you said I was your temper
Made me feel like a contender
You acknowledge other niggas who you knew was
Out to get you that ain't right
Fuckin' with the camera man and you
Still ain't get the picture
I can toss a thousand words to you quick band
But I'm a say nothin' 'cause I
Need you as my kickstand
Tired of all these hoes that be
Claimin' that they big fans
Soon as I'm in town they blow
My line to buy the wristband
All access and bad sex but hair fire
Just to do the same to the headliner
Even at my own shows curse by
Make me miss my old thing, it's still quiet
But we can up the volume for the evening
And I only mean evening
By sunrise you're leavin'
You still ain't my girl
We damn sure ain't friends
So we can cut that whole how
You been and where you been?
'Cause that's the end
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Bute street, off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
On the road, tryna enlarge my dividends
I toss and turn, backwoods got burned
Many nights, contemplate about you
And all the compalinin' I do
About these hoes and how I
Know they ain't true
I'm still mad at you for the shit you did
But not that mad
So just come to where I'm is
I've text you once but did not send
Erase what's typed, type back again
Indecisive about the very next move
Fool me once, I don't want umber two
And I'm still mad at you
For not handling biz
But you can still get the biz
So just come to where I'm is
Please 'cause I really just can't
Take thsi shit no more
Oh, it seems that I got win from losin'
All these triflin' hoes hate
I don't know which to be choosin'
Sometimes I turn to you
In the lowest times, when I'm sad and blue
'Cause you know that we got history
So just come to where I'm finna be
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Bute street, off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
I'm tryna enlarge my dividends
Girl you know where the fuck I'm at
Off of Monticello Ave
And girl you know where the fuck I've been
On the road, I'm tryna enlarge my dividends
Soon as, you get on the avenue
Move that pretty little ass over
To my room in the back
No words, lay back, relax
Quiet, don't you apologize
Quiet, hush up with all them lies
You in? One night of rough sex
But after I still won't answer your text
Soon as, you get on the avenue
Move that pretty little ass over
To my room in the back
No words, lay back, relax
Quiet, don't you dare apologize
Quiet, hush up with all them lies
You in? One night of rough sex
But after I still won't answer your text
Hey, hey hey hey hey i'm on Monticello
Hey, hey hey hey hey avenue
Hey, hey hey hey hey yeah, oh, yeah, oh