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monta - post malone lyrics

[intro: post malone]
ooh, yeah
i feel like monta, b-tch, i feel like monta
ooh, yeah, yeah

[chorus: post malone]
i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
smoke golden state oh, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
11 bad hoes, b-tch, i feel like monta (ooh)
-ssist from rondo, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch i feel like monta (monta)
don’t give no f-cks no, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)

[verse 1: post malone]
ayy, i just flew into town, fresh off the jetty
and then i rondo my ho, i know she ready (i know she)
b-tch i’ma sauce on them hoes, might spend some bready
ayy, and i just cut that ho off like a machete
ayy, i’m a new three boy, white boy braids
and i hit that sh-t good tell that p-ssy go away
ayy, she just want to come with me
but that p-ssy ain’t enough, no way, no way
b-tch, i feel like monta, i dunk it like rewind it
behind the back i p-ss it, tyson chandler with that alley

[chorus: post malone]
yeah, yeah, i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
smoke golden state oh, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
11 bad hoes, b-tch, i feel like monta (ooh)
-ssist from rondo, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)
i need my bucks ho, b-tch i feel like monta (monta)
don’t give no f-cks no, b-tch, i feel like monta (monta)

[verse 2: lil yachty]
(uh, whoa, oh)
whoa, d-mn, i got b-tches from dallas up to indiana (okay)
used to cross up and post when i pour fours in my fanta (okay)
b-tch, i ball like kyle korver when i post up in atlanta (swish)
i feel like monta ellis, i got more hoes than elvis (yeah, hoes than)
who the f-ck say the lil boat wasn’t balling?
i balling like spalding you know this sh-t
i won’t sign no contract ’til my contract built
like a n-gga who just went pro and sh-t
i’m first-round pick, you can check my diamonds
they shining, they big as a toe and sh-t
b-tch, we bitin’ like gators (yeah)
i count up my guap on them haters (yeah)
11 hoes on me, i’m feelin’ like monta ellis
had to cut some n-ggas off ’cause they was jealous
b-tch, i’m up by ten
ain’t no coming back, you know that i’m finna win (yeah)
b-tch, it’s lil boat for the mvp, all these n-ggas they wannabes
(lil boat!)

- post malone lyrics

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