Married To The Streets - French Montana/Akon (阿肯)

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name

I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money the cars

The clothes and all these fast a** hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets

Married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets

Yeah yeah honey I'm home

A hammer for a ring a vest for a suit

And a judge for a priest jury taking seats

Now your married to the streets death do us apart

My next move to the charts

French movin' that Parkay (yeah yeah)

I'm what you niggaz never was

Came in coughin' kushy walked out coughin' blood

A G or more on that Automar'

Montana play the cut like Neospore

What the bloodclaat dreadlock murder them

Yessir left his body shakin' like turbulence (yeah yeah)

I been in bread said he been vet

A killer sending threats on the internet

I'm a pimp 50 large rubber bands

Conversation b**ch pawned her wedding band

I'm cold as a fridge top

I got the game in a headlock (yeah yeah)

(Honey I'm home)

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name

I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money the cars

The clothes and all these fast a** hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets

Married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets

Yeah yeah honey

I'm home

I'm married to the streets

100 karats on my piece

Got money on money

You'll be countin' it for weeks

No top hit the block

Get the head get a shot

Hit the club I'm a star

See my table be the bar

F**k 'em all f**k 'em all

Money stack money tall

Hit the dealer 100 large

Hit the club 100 cars

Cut a check

I'm a work tell Flex bomb it first

Throw it back show me love

Crack a bottle blow a dub (Haaah)

It's Macaroni ni**a don't even drop (Haaah)

Over the sticker lookin' slick in the drop (Haaah)

The drought is over

Coke Wave baking soda

Twerkin' my w**d purple like grape soda

Me and 'Kon like Shaq and Lebron

It's Montana baby

Lookin' like you mad I made it

Catch me in the fresh Airs

Louis bag white tee Gucci hat

Game in a doobie wrap

Streets keep calling back

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name

I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money the cars

The clothes and all these fast a** hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets married to the streets

Yeah yeah honey I'm home

Yeah yeah

Honey I'm home

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Honey I'm home

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah honey I'm home