French Montana

French Montana - Dont Go Over There feat. Fat Joe & Wale lyrics

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Don’t go over there, shit, I be skating too

So don’t go over there, ahh

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, over there

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, over there

Beefing over there

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap over there, ah

[Hook]

Heard they shooting niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Stabbing, killing niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Heard he happen niggas don’t go over there, ah

South side, we from over there, ah

Heard they killing niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Stabbing, killing niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Heard he happen niggas don’t go over there, ah

East side, we from over there, ah

Don’t go over there, don’t go over there

Don’t go over there, don’t go over there

South side, they call that, they shoot guns, they snoll that

They ride chains, they carjack, got a payback for all that

Don’t, don’t go over there, nigga trim from over there

Run upon you that nigga, cash out right over there

Ain’t nothing changed, still fucking niggas over there

Catch them niggas slipping, then we leave them niggas over there

Them mad bitch be blowing there, don’t get touring over there

Coke boys had snown there, like boston george that blow in there

Chop town off now my coupe looking brainless

I be twisted off a blue while my niggas twisting fingers

And it let them niggas famous, get you couple pages on the news nigga

Don’t make one move, Montana

[Hook]

Heard he happen niggas don’t go over there, ah

South side, we from over there, ah

Heard they killing niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Stabbing, killing niggas, don’t go over there, ah

Heard he happen niggas don’t go over there, ah

East side, we from over there, ah

Don’t go over there, don’t go over there

Don’t go over there, don’t go over there

Cracks on the block, niggas call that life oh

Hustlers on the corners doing pull ups on the light bulb

Shawty got hit, ain’t even party yet

Been about a week the family ain’t get the body yet

Police don’t come over here, please don’t come over here

You on your own if you getting caught over here

She bust that pussy open, she’s a hoe there

And knew a popping that you gotta, we was over there

The stash that you left, it ain’t over there

Fucked her 4 times and never went back over there

You know I don’t care, never gave a fuck

Like a church full of nuns, ain’t no saving us

[Hook]

Nigga I’m from over there, where bitches got them fake lids, fake ass and that bogus hair

Ha, load is here, better know my soldiers here

Mix it up lil more in here, thank got got my chaufeur here

Everytime my show is here, and I know them hoes in here

And my flow that sixtine chapel, gotta know my shock is real

My flow is real, and I keep my toes and ear

And I keep my hoes in check, and I keep my foes in fear

Don’t go over there, nah, not there or there, or there or there

[Hook]

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Tuesday 12th of February 2013 15:11
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