French Montana - Battlefield lyrics

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French Montana - Battlefield lyrics

[Intro: Max B:] (And dem livin' in a danger zone) Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield) French Montana Coke Wave Let's sing to the people, yeah [Hook: Max B] Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" [Verse 1: Max B] 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 f** 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 co*ked 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 f**in' 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 n***as be needin' a bar Owww [Hook: Max B] Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" [Verse 2: French Montana] You lame n***as 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, b**h n***a no one can stop us You was pumping gas, they was on ya a** Tried to run but the whip crashed Tough guys get duct-taped and bu*t-raped And then wine like crushed grape Homie in the battlefield, danger zone, get 'em k**ed, get 'em gone You'll get the mail with' ya head on the camera phone f** n***a, kiss my ra**, b**h 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 [Hook: Max B] Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if you love music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"