Push Up (Explicit)
French Montana"Push Up (Explicit)" is a song by French Montana, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:47 long and contains 61 lines and 554 words.
Lyrics
0:02Drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin'
0:05B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin'
0:07B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin'
0:10Push up push up push up push up
0:13Push up push up push up push up on
0:16Push up push up push up push up
0:18Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
0:21Push up push up push up push up
0:24Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
0:26Drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin'
0:29B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin'
0:32Ridin' in a V like to feel the breeze
0:34Pray to the high for my enemies
0:37In the bars Max behind the bars
0:40Drink a sip of heaven I'ma do it for my dog
0:42I'mma ide with a ruger niggas try to shoot ya
0:45They don't want no money niggas actin' groupie
0:47I've been ridin' in a benz bustin' with the beams
0:50I just want the paper I don't need no friends
0:53I was ridin' with the oh oh feelin' like I'm Guwop
0:56Came up out the sewer got the work out in Newark
0:58I be ridin' with Khaled watching for the grease
1:01Pray to the high for my enemies
1:04Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
1:06B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
1:09Push up push up push up push up
1:12Push up push up push up push up on
1:14Push up push up push up push up
1:17Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
1:20Push up push up push up push up
1:22Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
1:25Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
1:27B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
1:30Ridin' in a V like to feel the breeze
1:33Pray to the high for my enemies
1:36Got it from the thieves served it to the fiends
1:38Got married to the mob that's word to my mom
1:41Shorty bounced it back I showed a hundred racks
1:43She ran up out the back she threw me on her back
1:46I'ma spin around the corner work on my diploma
1:49Wanna talk man to man not two or three soldiers
1:51In Atlanta out with Flocka spinnin' 'round with Gucci
1:54Had the white like sushi and the brown like Karrueche
1:57Got the scar like the Fugees cash money like Tunechi
1:59They all love me like I'm Boosie g'd up f**k this Gucci
2:02Gotta leave it up to God cook it up and dry it
2:05Hit the 9-5 hustlin' was a job
2:08Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
2:10B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
2:13Push up push up push up push up
2:16Push up push up push up push up on
2:18Push up push up push up push up
2:21Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
2:24Push up push up push up push up
2:26Push up push up push up gotta push up on it
2:29Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
2:31B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin'
2:34Push up push up push up on
2:39Time to push up push up
2:44Every time I push up on it
2:47Push up on it
Drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin' B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin' B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin' Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up push up on Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin' B**ch drop it wanna see a hundred bands poppin' Ridin' in a V like to feel the breeze Pray to the high for my enemies In the bars Max behind the bars Drink a sip of heaven I'ma do it for my dog I'mma ide with a ruger niggas try to shoot ya They don't want no money niggas actin' groupie I've been ridin' in a benz bustin' with the beams I just want the paper I don't need no friends I was ridin' with the oh oh feelin' like I'm Guwop Came up out the sewer got the work out in Newark I be ridin' with Khaled watching for the grease Pray to the high for my enemies Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up push up on Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' Ridin' in a V like to feel the breeze Pray to the high for my enemies Got it from the thieves served it to the fiends Got married to the mob that's word to my mom Shorty bounced it back I showed a hundred racks She ran up out the back she threw me on her back I'ma spin around the corner work on my diploma Wanna talk man to man not two or three soldiers In Atlanta out with Flocka spinnin' 'round with Gucci Had the white like sushi and the brown like Karrueche Got the scar like the Fugees cash money like Tunechi They all love me like I'm Boosie g'd up f**k this Gucci Gotta leave it up to God cook it up and dry it Hit the 9-5 hustlin' was a job Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up push up on Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Push up push up push up push up Push up push up push up gotta push up on it Drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' B**ches drop it when you see a hundred bands poppin' Push up push up push up on Time to push up push up Every time I push up on it Push up on it
Translation
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