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conversations.value: Write me a song called I’m On It with the following description: Cosign’s from other popular artists is what helped French Montana get on the XXL Freshman Class 2012 list Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: French Montana]
  Yes, Nip
  Montana
  Wiz
  Uh
  [Chorus: French Montana]
  Roll up a blunt
  I got what you need
  Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah
  Roll up the weed
  Everything's on the house fuckin' with me
  And the money call, nigga I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm from the streets
  Bitches fuck and leave, haah
  And, nigga, I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm on it
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Got the proposition with no pot to piss in
  We the hardest out, it ain't no competition
  And I be's the jungle fever
  Get the hard chiba, lower than a dark caesar
  Unbeatable, unbelievable and the drug dealers love me
  Told me I ain't need the blow
  Here's a half a brick, nigga, you don't need to show
  But I took it easy like I don't see the toll
  Jewelry 3 below, niggas get pita rolled
  Tunnel vision on that money, I don't see a hoe
  I'm 'bout the chops, that shottie spark, blew off a body part
  Hoe [Chorus: French Montana]
  Roll up a blunt
  I got what you need
  Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah
  Roll up the weed
  Everything's on the house fuckin' with me
  And the money call, nigga I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm from the streets
  Bitches fuck and leave, haah
  And, nigga, I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm on it
  [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Yeah, uh
  First nigga to put it down, rep the city the way I do it
  Got these niggas rollin' they drugs, bitches with they hand out
  But we don't feed nothin' but champagne and zigzag stuffers
  Takin' pictures with my campaign stuntin'
  Nigga, I ain't showin off, them niggas tuck they wings
  I'm the flyest in my course
  High as fuck at the game, sittin' courtside with my bad bitch and she roll up too
  Just a couple names you should fear
  Nowhere near tired but had a good year
  If bitches still choosin' niggas hatin' on me
  If you ain't talkin' paper, that's another story [Chorus: French Montana]
  Roll up a blunt
  I got what you need
  Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah
  Roll up the weed
  Everything's on the house fuckin' with me
  And the money call, nigga I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm from the streets
  Bitches fuck and leave, haah
  And, nigga, I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm on it
  [Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
  Yuh, Hussle, listen
  Look
  See I'm the type of nigga they know not to push
  Plus I got them type of choppers leave Osama shook
  Real crook, you would think I'm was some type of Bush
  Those bitches open their legs so I octopus
  It's all money in, but that's just common sense
  I wish that y'all could see these checks I be depositin'
  We drives in, bitches rides in
  Bitch times ten like fuck who I offend
  We just do us, you just copy them
  Two X's, one L, we the top ten
  And I ain't never been too big about what the critics say
  Unless the critics say that type of shit that get me baked
  Hussle [Chorus: French Montana]
  Roll up a blunt
  I got what you need
  Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah
  Roll up the weed
  Everything's on the house fuckin' with me
  And the money call, nigga I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm from the streets
  Bitches fuck and leave, haah
  And, nigga, I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm on it
  [Verse 4: Big Sean]
  I just, I just, I just want the money and the power (I Do)
  And I get 'em both ten thousand miles an hour (I Do)
  That's why your girl would leave with me but you will not allow her
  Fuck your lil' section, bitch, I want the entire
  My nigga Wiz roll up like we cripple, respect
  Man, I bet syou call big when I'm little (Haha)
  And she gone' call me big when she wiggle
  Me and two hoes and I'm just chillin' in the middle (Like waddup though?)
  Bitch, your whole life is fictional
  Your bitch want to play doctor on my dick, she want my physical
  Smokin' medical marijuana, my shit's medicinal
  I love it, love it, love it
  Bitch, I love it unconditional (Boy)
  [Chorus: French Montana]
  Roll up a blunt
  I got what you need
  Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah
  Roll up the weed
  Everything's on the house fuckin' with me
  And the money call, nigga I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm from the streets
  Bitches fuck and leave, haah
  And, nigga, I'm on it
  Nigga, I'm on it
  Haah