Tadoww Lyrics - French Montana

1 [Chorus]

2 My choppa go Tadow

3 It'll turn you inside out

4 Her ass like Tadow

5 My money like Tadow

6 Bling, Tadow (Money)

7 Bling, Tadow (Money)

8 Ratchet, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, Tadow

9 My choppa go Tadow

10 Her ass like Tadow

11 My money like Tadow

12 My car like Tadow

13 Bitch, bling Tadow

14 Bitch, bling Tadow, money

15 Ratchet, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, Tadow

16 Yeah, money on my mind, molly in my cup

17 Mix with that wine, sowy in my blunt

18 If that's your zodiac fine, I don't give a fuck

19 If you rep them dollar signs, go and put em' up

20 Fuck that I don't buck back

21 See I buck first, move the fuck back

22 I bag that, I'll pump that, I'll real estate, I'll Trump that

23 Y'all be where them chumps at

24 Y'all be where them punks at

25 I'll be where them Choppas, Uzi's, AK's, and pumps at

26 Name a town or city, I ripped it in

27 A car or model, I whipped it in

28 A face or shape, I been wit her

29 If not wit her, a bitch similar

30 G's on deck, I really live this shit

31 Back from Lefrak, rack, rack city bitch

32 [Chorus]

33 Last name "Money"

34 First name "I Love This"

35 So "Love This Money" is my mothafuckin' government

36 Test me uh uh

37 Shoot you right there

38 Leave you right there

39 Leave the scene, tall nigga with long hair

40 Her ass like tada

41 Give me that whole enchilada

42 Pop that pussy for my wallet

43 Sex is a weapon, ch ch pa pa

44 And I'm ridin' around I'm gettin' it

45 You already know my steelo

46 I'm big like sellin' kilos

47 And you small, small like peehole

48 And the choppa on my backseat

49 Hand reach no plan B

50 I'm the type of nigga wear a pistol to the Grammy's

51 Test me uh uh

52 Shoot you right there

53 Leave you right there

54 Leave the scene, tall nigga with long hair

55 [Chorus]

56 If you ain't talkin' dollas

57 I ain't tryin' to holler

58 Push been on this rap shit

59 Fuckin' with them guallas

60 Fuckin' with them eses

61 Fillin' up them chargers

62 Gas ain't in them gas tanks

63 Them shits filled with powder

64 Caskets for you cowards

65 Bang out, let it rang out

66 Call my choppa Method Man

67 The way it bring that pain out

68 Rah! You heard that

69 Ain't no way to swerve that

70 Bullets flip, you on yo ass

71 That choppa push that curb back

72 Yughck, fuckin' round with the wrong one

73 Yughck, spazzin' out like I'm on one

74 Dark skin nigga wit a long gun

75 Right there, that's nightmare

76 Like Elm Street, this hell week

77 I'm candy man with that white chyeah

78 [Chorus]