French Montana - Battlefield lyrics
[French Montana - Battlefield lyrics]
(And dem livin' in a danger zone)
Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield)
Fench Montana Coke Wave
Let's sing to the people, yeah
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
It's the Surfer Don
The Tre pound squirt and jerk the arm
And I don't care what shirt ya on
I could give a fuck what you did in
'95 when you was biddin' in the can
When coke was 26 a gram
Now it's 12 years later, 42 dollars a pop
I keep the gear and pump cocked
Feed you 1 shot if you hungry
Satisfy ya appetite
Heard ya baby-moms is a hermaphrodite
Braggin' rights earned 'em
Cause I put ya whole team down with one clip
You sunk my fuckin' battleship, gravel pit
Left arm, chunky monkey
And it sparkle off the glare
He's havin' a fabulous year
Only dropped one compilation in '07
I played in the bing
He had no faith in his team
Couldn't get him fresh even if ya
Went to Neim & Mar keep the heater palmed
These niggaz be needin' a bar owww
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
You lame niggaz flop
Keep playin' with the gwop
Catch you laying in a drop
Your tomato gettin' popped
You be rollin', strollin'
Ride with them shottas
Watch us, bitch nigga no one can stop us
You was pumping gas, they was on ya ass
Tried to run but the whip crashed
Tough guys get duct taped and butt raped
And then wine like crushed grape
Homie in the battlefield, danger
Zone, get 'em killed, get 'em gone
You'll get the mail with' ya
Head on the camera phone
Fuck nigga, kiss my rass, bitch boy
I switch toys and hit the gas
Homie I'm a rude boy
Two toys, stash box, raasclaat
All white 6-5-0 with the ragtop
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield)
Fench Montana Coke Wave
Let's sing to the people, yeah
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
It's the Surfer Don
The Tre pound squirt and jerk the arm
And I don't care what shirt ya on
I could give a fuck what you did in
'95 when you was biddin' in the can
When coke was 26 a gram
Now it's 12 years later, 42 dollars a pop
I keep the gear and pump cocked
Feed you 1 shot if you hungry
Satisfy ya appetite
Heard ya baby-moms is a hermaphrodite
Braggin' rights earned 'em
Cause I put ya whole team down with one clip
You sunk my fuckin' battleship, gravel pit
Left arm, chunky monkey
And it sparkle off the glare
He's havin' a fabulous year
Only dropped one compilation in '07
I played in the bing
He had no faith in his team
Couldn't get him fresh even if ya
Went to Neim & Mar keep the heater palmed
These niggaz be needin' a bar owww
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
You lame niggaz flop
Keep playin' with the gwop
Catch you laying in a drop
Your tomato gettin' popped
You be rollin', strollin'
Ride with them shottas
Watch us, bitch nigga no one can stop us
You was pumping gas, they was on ya ass
Tried to run but the whip crashed
Tough guys get duct taped and butt raped
And then wine like crushed grape
Homie in the battlefield, danger
Zone, get 'em killed, get 'em gone
You'll get the mail with' ya
Head on the camera phone
Fuck nigga, kiss my rass, bitch boy
I switch toys and hit the gas
Homie I'm a rude boy
Two toys, stash box, raasclaat
All white 6-5-0 with the ragtop
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo ooooh"