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A Lie Lyrics by French Montana French Montana , The Weeknd, Max B
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Boss don't shit, coke boy baby
Thought I'd have a little fun with it
Montana, Montana, ow
You know what it is when you're hearing that, haaaaan
Yep
We gonna get it in, baby, la música de Harry Fraud
Yeah, baby, yeah
You bring it back in, skrrt, skrrt
Verse 1
Shawty in the way, got the fix yes
Sipping all day got me leaning off the kickstand
House on my neck, another house on my wristband
Girls really love me like a six pack
No time for resting
My life's a mess, end up being a legend
Verse 1
An icon, trying to cement it
I'm treating every year like it's game seven
I feel like problems in my city been deaded
I feel like me and my niggas are unthreatened
My new girl hate it when I'm always spending
I guess I gotta get used to it 'cause my ex is
But it's true, though
But it's true, though
I'm in the cold, rep the north like I'm Trudeau
Yeah it's true, though
Yeah it's true, though
My heart cold but it really beat for you, though
Chorus 1
He do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the times
They with us, that's a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
All of my homies gonna shine
You with us, that's a lie
Verse 2
It's true, though
It, it's true, though
I hope the box don't spread like the rumors
Sad, but it's true, though
It's true, though
We was bite down, now we true'd up
She, she say the baby mine's, that's a lie
If I ain't the hottest in the city, that's a lie
School, teach you how to read the lines
In these streets, gotta read between the lines
Room, room full of ether clouds, you don't want no smoke
I choke, baby, I'ma choke them from their choker
Only the red in my eyes see where you come from
We, we the gang, either you run with or run from
I, I'm the head, rocking bet it's re-up in the sock
Me and Max hit the block like Karl Malone, Stockton
And if I ain't the new Chapo, that's a lie
And if he try and tell you we gonna stop, that's a lie
Chorus 2
He do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the times
They with us, that's a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
All of my homies gonna shine
You with us, that's a lie
Verse 3
I got in a little too, baby, so come and play
Daddy'll pay the cab, maybe stay for a day
Knowing I gotta make
Verse 3
Bitches, they call me whore, son, more buns
Mami bent over for hum
Give her, what she want and let her get it good
Put it on her tongue, told me, tell me, boy, you gotta get
Fix me with a lot of dick
Hit me with a lot of kick
Show me you the man
Busting quickies and dipping that be something I can't stand
Other plans, baby, had of late
Tried to put me in a twirl like the Cheerio
I ain't talkingcereal
Put me in a video, I can make a wave
Baby girl, coming home and you can't stay, out
Chorus 3
He do it better, that's a lie
He at my level, that's a lie
A hundred thousand for the times
They with us, that's a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
All of my homies gonna shine
You with us, that's a lie
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