French Montana - Goon Muzik (We Run N.Y) lyrics

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French Montana - Goon Muzik (We Run N.Y) lyrics

[Produced by Dame Grease] [Hook: French Montana] I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York [Verse 1: French Montana] Yeah resonate, feather weight Homie, let us demonstrate Flows let 'em meditate Got work in every state Cut 'em up, bag 'em up, every shape Every day Get money f** what a n***a say What you see you never say You call the law, Montana know the [?] Hot in my watch from Audemar Leave 'em 6 feet for my n***a Dame Grease Then drive off, bumping Big mike goon musik number 3 A lotta weight, a lotta grind Outta sight, outta mind Homie f** the other side Never let the drama slide I'm in the S550 with about 5 50's Of the sour, tell 'em cowards got me My shawty rocking Dolce, cold shape Body ridin' shotgun in the Caddy Hit the telly for a short stay Call me 4 hours, take a shower, get dressed Goon Musik, can't stop this thing of ours We the best, coke boy! [Hook: French Montana] I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York [Verse 2: Dame Grease] Now poppa was a pimp, player Take your b**h, yeah we slaughter You hook Swaggin' like a motherf**er Pimp your mom, smack your brother [Hook: French Montana] I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York [Verse 3: Max B] Handsome man , s**y guy First to the club then next we slide Blow a couple Newports and next we be high Dip the fbi cuz they coming fast [Hook: French Montana] I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York I walk like, talk like, money, money, money You can smell it in my breath, when I talk Goon Musik, we run New York