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conversations.value: Write me a song called ’40 with the following description: 
  The 18th Song off Montana’s “Excuse my French” Deluxe CD.
  Produced by famous Lex Luger who also produces music for Juicy J, Kanye West, Jay-Z, Waka Flocka Flame (Who has a verified Rap Genius account!), etc.
  BUY “EXCUSE MY FRENCH” ON ITUNES NOW! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Chorus: French Montana]
  Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
  I pop bottles like I got 40 rings
  40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
  I got 40 names
  A, K, K, K, K, K
  Karma, drama, never been to college
  Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
  40 cars, 40 chains
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Bust, bust it, what the business is?
  Cars, cribs, couple businesses
  Lean, Percs and them blacks
  Been to hell and back
  Then I cut off my rearview, cause I ain't looking back
  Now my bad bitch neck tatted, blue dye my bladder
  Rip it off that rack boy, what it cost don't matter
  I say starin' down and I'm in it
  Trap money I'm spending
  PG for that dream team, you fucking right we winning
  40, 40, another 40 boy
  They ask me why I sell, feel that YSL?
  Drunk in the front, your bitch in the back
  I land in the front, and I start from the back [Chorus: French Montana]
  Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
  I pop bottles like I got 40 rings
  40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
  I got 40 names
  A, K, K, K, K, K
  Karma, drama, never been to college
  Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
  40 cars, 40 chains
  [Verse 2: Trey Songz]
  Hop out the jet, what city is this?
  3 bitches in bed, I'm like who's titty is this?
  They fucked around and let a nigga like me get rich
  I don't know another nigga like me exist
  These girls be 'bout that YOLO life
  I ask you now if you a ho, no right?
  But my dick's still meeting with your throat tonight
  Pimp game strong, cold as ice
  Told em I'd show you right
  You pay for pussy, you know the price
  That's hard to handle, this life a gamble
  I want the dice, minute rice
  To business life, I'm an enterprise
  And I'll drop whatever on whatever you ain't finna buy
  Live every moment like my last, like I'm finna die
  Know I sing it now wonder will I sing it when I'm in the sky [Chorus: French Montana]
  Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
  I pop bottles like I got 40 rings
  40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
  I got 40 names
  A, K, K, K, K, K
  Karma, drama, never been to college
  Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
  40 cars, 40 chains
  [Verse 3: Fabolous]
  Bust it, bust it, she let that 40 flame
  My AKA is what shorty name
  Just call my crew the Rolex and Audi gang
  But we still got no time for these lames
  I'm with my Mexican homies out of Juárez
  They'll hook you up, give you a chorus
  We campaigning like we running for pres
  Still watching out for JC and Torres
  New York undercovers amongst the others
  The family be couple hundred of us
  Got a hundred brothers, AKA the Jacksons
  Got a hundred sisters, AKA the Braxtons
  [Chorus: French Montana]
  Money ain't everything nigga it's the only thing
  I pop bottles like I got 40 rings
  40 cars, 40 chains, 40 bitches
  I got 40 names
  A, K, K, K, K, K
  Karma, drama, never been to college
  Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
  40 cars, 40 chains