Dontchu
French Montana Lyrics


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Don't push me
Don't push me down
God, push me
He kept on pushin' and pushin',
He wanted to see how much he could push a human being
Then I fell like a bag of potatoes
On Northern Avenue
Baby why?
Don't you, don't you
Baby why?
Oh baby why
Don't you (don't you)
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you? (Don't you)
Gon' keep it one hundred, baby don't you lie (don't you)
Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you?
I know you need a real nigga, don't you?
Baby don't front, don't you

Wish my money was a little taller
Wish I was a baller
Wish I had a bitch on stand, I could call her
Count a hundred bands, we be fuckin' 'til the morn'
I'm a baller, baby
You want a real nigga, baby (don't you)
Don't post me on your 'Gram, baby (don't you)
Don't you
I gon' bust it wide open, baby, don't you
Drop dead, blowin' smoke, baby don't you?
Baby don't you, don't you lie
Whippin' in the Benzo
Never put me in the friend zone
Montana, I'm the Don Dada
Gucci suit with the brown collars
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy ye, shimmy ye
Walk up in the club with the hammer on my hip
What up my G?
We be's the hottest out in NYC
Watch, run through, they gon' talk about it later
I be playin' with the birds like the Falcons in Decatur
Playin' with the 45, Blake that's my DJ
Got work, four, five states, call me Freeway
Ricky, shawty on the mick
Gon' bend it over, bounce it back, I ain't picky, nah
From the project, grind 'til it heal
Hundred proof, real ones sign and conceal, uh
If we started from the bottom I'll give you mine
Niggas wanna shine but they don't wanna grind
You can tell from the haters, a nigga made it
Car European and the suit tailored
Hundred chains, Lambo
Hangin' off the horse like Rambo

Baby don't you (don't you)
You see a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Baby don't you lie (don't you)

Oh baby why? (Don't you)
Don't you (don't you)
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you?
Gon' keep it one hundred, baby don't you lie
Don't you
Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you?
I know you need a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)

Oh baby why?
Don't you
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you?
Gon' keep it 100, baby don't you lie (don't you)

Ay baby




You wasn't born July
But you lie

Overall Meaning

In "Don'tchu" by French Montana, the rapper emphasizes the idea of keeping it real and not lying. In the first verse, he talks about being pushed to the limit and then falling. The chorus contains the phrase "Baby why? Don't you?" and asks if the subject wants a real man or if she's lying. The second verse has Montana admitting to wishing he had more money, but ultimately declaring himself a baller. He then warns the woman not to post about him on social media and suggests that they have a sexual relationship. The third verse asserts Montana's status as a successful rapper and implies that he is willing to work hard to get what he wants. Ultimately, he asks the woman if she wants a real man or if she's lying about it.


The overall theme of this song is centered around being genuine and truthful. Montana stresses the importance of keeping it real, and the lyrics focus on authenticity and honesty. Additionally, there is a sense of power in the song, with Montana emphasizing his status as a baller and having money. The song also shows the struggles of women in relationships, specifically wanting a real man, but seeming to settle for less.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't push me
Don't force me to do something against my will


Don't push me down
Do not physically put me down


God, push me
I look up to God for strength to push through hard times


He kept on pushin' and pushin',
Someone was consistently trying to bring me down


He wanted to see how much he could push a human being
This person was testing my limits to see how far I could go


Then I fell like a bag of potatoes
I succumbed to the pressure and fell down hard


On Northern Avenue
A specific location where this event took place


Don't you (don't you)
I am asking a question to someone using repetition for emphasis


Baby why?
I want to know the reason behind someone's actions


You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
You are looking for a genuine person who you can trust and rely on


Don't front, baby, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't pretend or lie to me about your true feelings or intentions


Gon' keep it one hundred, baby don't you lie (don't you)
I expect you to be honest with me and not hide anything


Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you?
I want you to be truthful and authentic in our relationship


I know you need a real nigga, don't you?
I understand that you are looking for a trustworthy partner in your life


Wish my money was a little taller
I wish I had more money or financial stability


Wish I was a baller
I wish I had the skills and talent to be a professional athlete or famous figure


Wish I had a bitch on stand, I could call her
I wish I had a woman who was always available to me when I needed her


Count a hundred bands, we be fuckin' 'til the morn'
When I have a lot of money, I can party and engage in sexual activities all night


I'm a baller, baby
I have achieved success and status in my life


Don't post me on your 'Gram, baby (don't you)
Do not share pictures or information about me on social media


I gon' bust it wide open, baby, don't you
I am going to give you good sexual pleasure


Drop dead, blowin' smoke, baby don't you?
I am living life to the fullest and not worrying about the consequences


Whippin' in the Benzo
I am driving a Mercedes-Benz car


Never put me in the friend zone
I do not want to be seen as just a friend to someone I am interested in romantically


Montana, I'm the Don Dada
I am the boss or leader of my group


Gucci suit with the brown collars
I am wearing a designer suit with a unique style


Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy ye, shimmy ye
I am dancing or moving my body rhythmically


Walk up in the club with the hammer on my hip
I am carrying a gun with me when I go to the club


What up my G?
A greeting said to a close friend or ally


We be's the hottest out in NYC
We are the most popular or successful in New York City


Watch, run through, they gon' talk about it later
We are getting a lot of attention and people will continue to talk about us


I be playin' with the birds like the Falcons in Decatur
I am dealing with drugs and making money like the professional football team in Atlanta


Playin' with the 45, Blake that's my DJ
I am playing with a gun called a 45 and Blake is the person who plays music at my events


Got work, four, five states, call me Freeway
I have business or work in many different states and am always on the move


Ricky, shawty on the mick
A girl named Ricky is singing or performing on a mic


Gon' bend it over, bounce it back, I ain't picky, nah
I am not picky about the women I have sex with and am open to anyone


From the project, grind 'til it heal
I come from a poor or struggling area and have had to work hard to get where I am


Hundred proof, real ones sign and conceal, uh
I only trust people who prove themselves to be authentic and honest


If we started from the bottom I'll give you mine
If we both came from a difficult or humble beginning, I will share my success with you


Niggas wanna shine but they don't wanna grind
People desire success and fame, but do not want to put in the hard work to achieve it


You can tell from the haters, a nigga made it
When people criticize or hate on me, it means I have achieved a certain level of success


Car European and the suit tailored
I am driving a high-quality European car and wearing a custom-tailored suit


Hundred chains, Lambo
I have many fancy and expensive chains and jewelry, as well as a Lamborghini car


Hangin' off the horse like Rambo
My chains and jewelry are so heavy that they hang off me like the character Rambo in the movie


You see a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
You recognize and value me as someone who is authentic and honest


Gon' keep it 100, baby don't you lie (don't you)
I want you to keep it real and not hide anything from me


Ay baby
A term of endearment used for a woman I like


You wasn't born July
You are not telling me the truth


But you lie
I know you are lying to me




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Karim Kharbouch

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Agiimaa Munkhchuluun

Don't push me
Don't push me down
God, push me
He kept on pushin' and pushin',
He wanted to see how much he could push a human being
Then I fell like a bag of potatoes
On Northern Avenue
Baby why?
Don't you, don't you
Baby why?
Oh baby why
Don't you (don't you)
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you? (Don't you)
Gon' keep it one hundred, baby don't you lie (don't you)
Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you?
I know you need a real nigga, don't you?
Baby don't front, don't you
Wish my money was a little taller
Wish I was a baller
Wish I had a bitch on stand, I could call her
Count a hundred bands, we be fuckin' 'til the morn'
I'm a baller, baby
You want a real nigga, baby (don't you)
Don't post me on your 'Gram, baby (don't you)
Don't you
I gon' bust it wide open, baby, don't you
Drop dead, blowin' smoke, baby don't you?
Baby don't you, don't you lie
Whippin' in the Benzo
Never put me in the friend zone
Montana, I'm the Don Dada
Gucci suit with the brown collars
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy ye, shimmy ye
Walk up in the club with the hammer on my hip
What up my G?
We be's the hottest out in NYC
Watch, run through, they gon' talk about it later
I be playin' with the birds like the Falcons in Decatur
Playin' with the 45, Blake that's my DJ
Got work, four, five states, call me Freeway
Ricky, shawty on the mick
Gon' bend it over, bounce it back, I ain't picky, nah
From the project, grind 'til it heal
Hundred proof, real ones sign and conceal, uh
If we started from the bottom I'll give you mine
Niggas wanna shine but they don't wanna grind
You can tell from the haters, a nigga made it
Car European and the suit tailored
Hundred chains, Lambo
Hangin' off the horse like Rambo
Baby don't you (don't you)
You see a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Baby don't you lie (don't you)
Oh baby why? (Don't you)
Don't you (don't you)
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you?
Gon' keep it one hundred, baby don't you lie
Don't you
Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you?
I know you need a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Oh baby why?
Don't you
You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you)
Don't front, baby, don't you?
Gon' keep it 100, baby don't you lie (don't you)
Ay baby
You wasn't born July
But you lie



All comments from YouTube:

london cole

Love the music French keep it up❤
French Montana be straight slayin' the game, no doubt! AUTHENTIC VIEWS gave him a boost, but his raw talent remains unchanged. He's holdin' it down like a true boss! Drop a thumbs up if you're vibin' with it, fam!

Christopher Johnson Sr

this song represents so much. it represent a certain era in hip-hop. it captures the 90s French Montana's mood and also it captures a level of Funk that matches the late great hits that we are used to. I truly believe French Montana captured hip-hop Perfection on this track.

Adil El kennan

Je Best

Lacy Lasater

Greatful

M P

Been listening to this for years its a banger for the real ones.

Swishhh

True story 😉

The Successful Pedagogical Didactic Academic Life

Year after year,4 real tho

Contact Shyli Rose

French is the 🐐

Tariq Martin

French Definitely can make some fire when he into it 💯🔥🔥

Junior Baks

French Montana & Harry Fraud never fail to make good music

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