Lyrics French Montana

French Montana

She Workin

Baby, I'm 'bout your love (can't stop, no)

I'm trying to let these demons out (can't stop, no)

Baby, you know me too well (oh no)

Once we get it goin' we don't stop

So stop now, can't stop, no

And, baby, I'm blacking out

I think we got to order more (can't stop, no)

And, girl, I don't know what we did (what we did, what we did)

That ever dance right on the floor

On the floor, on the floor

Mmm, she know what to do with it

Gotta make a move strong, can't fool with it

She movin' like a fool with it

All that ass, let me show you what to do with it

I ain't slipping that's the rules with it

Baby, is you fooling me or are you fooling 'em

I'ma catch that off the rim

And I hope you meant cool when I'm calling you

Don't be acting like Iggy all fancy

Shoutout to Selena for the mansion

Shawty on the Bieber, she dancing

Catch me with JLo in the Hamptons

Shawty got a groove, let's make this a vibe

Back at the crib playing bogus or not

Me and my niggas we came up from the block

Now we on top, got the crew with me

She working and I know all the things that she do on the low

She flirts and yeah she bad

You know she could spend and make it back

(Montana)

Baby, I'm 'bout your love (can't stop)

I'm trying to let these demons out (can't stop, no)

But, baby, you know me too well

Once we get it going we don't stop

So stop now, can't stop no

Mmm, she know what to do with it

Gotta make a move strong, can't fool with it

She moving like a fool with it

All that ass, let me show you what to do with it

I ain't slippin' that's the rules with it

Baby, is you fooling me or are you fooling 'em

I'ma catch that off the rim

And I hope you meant cool when I'm calling you

She working and I know all the things that she do on the low

She flirts and yeah she bad

You know she could spend and make it back

(Montana)

I feel in love with her overseas

Scared trump, might fuck up the visa

We in that drop, head bumping shawty

Love you like Kanye love Kanye

Love you like Whitney loved Bobby

Canary rock can't fit through your front pocket

She got expensive taste

Met her last night, moved her in the crib today

Baby, I'm 'bout your love

(Montana)

I'm trying to let these demons out

(Basie, you know what it is)

But, baby, you know me too well

Once we get it going we don't stop (Don't stop)

So stop it (don't stop it), can't stop it

Haaan