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Origineel

[Intro] Goddamn where the shones at? Goddamn where the shones at? [Hook: French Montana & (Wale)] Came with my niggas but I’m leaving with my bitches Came with my niggas but I’m leaving with my bitches Came with my niggas but I’m leaving with my bitches Came with my niggas but I’m leaving with my bitches (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila [Verse 1: French Montana] Hit em with the bat, pull up like a Mac Met her at the front but I hit it from the back Off top, Porsche with off top Shine like a bald spot, garage like car lot Came from the hard knoxs, Sean Carter on them bitches Ballin like nino in the carter on them bitches Rolling up a smoke then I pour a lil liquor Then I kidnap ya bitch, you be callin she dont pick up Fuckin up her make-up, molly and a drinker Talk 100 chain bitch had to link up I ain’t fuckin undercovers but I’m fuckin up her walls My arm all covered talkin John Wall I’m a beast in the east, 100 chains on Roll with them pushas and I ain’t Big Sean (boi!) Brown bag spender I had ya main bitch trendin Then pass to my dawg I dont catch feelins [Hook] [Verse 2: Tyga] T-Killa, 8 figure nigga Skinny tires on the drop but my bitch ass bigga I’m a home field hitta, you a play the bench nigga Got a bitch french vanilla, said my nigga french iller One man thrilla, the diabolical dealer I eat hoes for dinner, T-Raww carving they Denim Nigga all in they feelings, I call em bitches they women I’m throwin money to Christ I know this can’t be sinnin, one minute I bought it before they can rent it These pills hard as adrenaline, fuck it son continuous Can’t be actin timid, the cars a quarter million I’m far from being far close to broke niggas No witness, you need a motherfucker two seater Gettin money outta state so long need a visa Shout out my nigga Mally Mall house with the cheetah She gon suck dick and then she gon eat it cuz I [Hook]

Vertaling

[Intro] Godverdomme waar zijn de shones? Godverdomme waar zijn de shones? [Hook: French Montana & (Wale)] Ik kwam met mijn niggas maar ik ga weg met mijn bitches Ik kwam met mijn niggas maar ik ga weg met mijn bitches Ik kwam met mijn nikkers maar ik ga weg met mijn wijven Came with my niggas but I’m leaving with my bitches (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manilla (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila (Beat it up beat it up) yea thrilla in Manila [Verse 1: French Montana] Hit em with the bat, pull up like a Mac Ontmoette haar aan de voorkant maar ik raakte haar van de achterkant Off top, Porsche met off top Shine like a bald spot, garage like car lot Kwam van de harde knoxs, Sean Carter op die teven Ballin like Nino in the carter on them bitches Rolling up a smoke then I pour a lil liquor Then I kidnap ya bitch, you be callingin she don’t pick up Fuckin up her make-up, molly and a drinker Talk 100 chain bitch had to link up I ain’t fuckin undercovers but I’m fuckin up her walls Mijn arm helemaal bedekt, pratend over John Wall I’m a beast in the east, 100 chains on Roll with them pushas and I ain’t Big Sean (boi!) Brown bag spender I had ya main bitch trendin Then pass to my dawg I don’t catch feelins [Hook] [Verse 2: Tyga] T-Killa, 8 figure nigga Skinny tires on the drop but my bitch ass bigga I’m a home field hitta, you a play the bench nigga Got a bitch french vanilla, said my nigga french iller One man thrilla, the diabolical dealer I eat hoes for dinner, T-Raww carving they Denim Nigga all in they feelings, I call them bitches they women I’m throwin money to Christ I know this can’t be sinnin, one minute I bought it before they can rent it Deze pillen zijn zo hard als adrenaline, fuck it son continue Can’t be actin timid, the cars a quarter million I’m far from being far close to broke niggas No witness, you need a motherfucker two seater Gettin money outta state so long need a visa Shout out my nigga Mally Mall house with the cheetah Ze gaat pijpen en dan gaat ze het opeten, want ik… [Hook]