Lyrics of Dueces

French Montana

I aint fucking wid you bird, i need a bitch like oprah, you hatin nigga's is the worst still sleepin on ya momma's sofa. you aint getting money never nigga, gon' fuck yo girl. gonna buy her what she wants give her what she needs, and ya know ya bitch a freak. woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. x2

Uh, you see a nigga focused incase you havent noticed. baby my heart cold but you see my wrists there coldest. and all the bitches love us they wanna kiss or hug us they wanna kiss in public and fuck us under covers. dont matter system of us i mean neices, cousins a pickle missin rubba's. babys dis the lova's, shorty rock the wave, icey on my block shades. five chains on they be dancin from a block away so rock laungerie, rock fresh obama. called my first nut when i seen seven zero, comma. that nigga check my line up chink, drugs, flip, g's. sky high in that spaceship yellin bye bye.
I aint fucking wid you bird, i need a bitch like oprah, you hatin nigga's is the worst still sleepin on ya momma's sofa. you aint getting money never nigga, gon' fuck yo girl. gonna buy her what she wants get her what she needs, and ya know ya bitch a freak. woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. x2

That's right.
She aint never gon' be shit. nah, let alone feeel a lever in the in the v-twix.
I scoop her straight. on the same night that it aint cause she a bird its cause my game tight. maybe a lil bit of both, she a crumb snatcher tryna get a loaf from the mac with the most. and we beez the boys with the with the coke and and vise versa might work her and then kick her ass out. do yourself a favor when ya hit it dontcha pass out cause she a getcha ya getcha ya getch ya for ya money money and anything she get her fucking hands on is ugly she jumpin' outcha wip, just to jump in mine and fuck me.