Kharbouch released his debut mixtape in 2007 and had his first breakthrough with the single "Choppa Choppa Down" in 2010. He released his debut studio album Excuse My French in May 2013, which was met with generally mixed reviews despite commercial success from its lead single, "Pop That" (featuring Rick Ross, Drake, and Lil Wayne). In July 2017, he released his second studio album Jungle Rules, which peaked at number three on the Billboard 200.
Here We Come
French Montana Lyrics
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It's We The Best over everything
Get money, mo' money
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every time we come around
Put your hand up, down
Every time we come around
You know I got that check on me, you know I got that 9 on me
Play with it or get religious, these shots'll make your shirt holey
Say please lord, forgive a nigga, actin' up like Ben Stiller
Jewelry on me so fuckin' cold, I gotta wear it with a chinchilla
I ball on these fuck niggas, Bron-Bron, D Wade
Whip white like cocaine, too dope, Rick James
I'm hardbody, my flow sick, that Eagle on me no Mike Vick
I bob and weave in that pussy good and I knock it out like Tyson
Say first round, face down, ass up, straight pound
Yeah, shorty, she know the deal and that's every time that I come 'round
This big business, I come around, smoking on that too loud
Give my dog about twelve hundred in twenty minutes he goin' down
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every time we come around
Put your hand up, down
Every time we come around
It's my year, Slime here
Cartier box face, call it the time's square
Why year, I drive and fly Lear
V-16, need a coupe with nine gears
Yeah! Mob member, star agenda
Serve niggas over these bars like bartenders (yes!)
I bob cats while shooting like guard Kemba
Hard in the paint, I stretch it, Lew Alcindor
F it, you all dinners, no protection
Tired of hearing these deadlines, no reception
Need work like wi-fi, no connection
We The Best men be the best in, cause
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you, oh
Every time we come around, ah
Put your hand up, down
Every time we come around
They think I'ma gun 'em down
Just 'cause I'm a motherfucking king from the underground
Rest in peace, Pimp, name live long as Bun around
Niggas know me, a hundred keys, five hundred pounds
Way too advanced for these lames, had to dumb it down
Nigga try to run off with some change, I'ma hunt him down
All they do is run they mouth, me, I just run the town
'Cause the industry is being ran by a bunch of clowns
Circus, it hurts 'cause
Everybody's a boss and nobody's the workers (real shit)
Shit is getting weird
All I know is when I look 'em in the eyes they be scared
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you, ah
Every time we come around, ah
Put your hand up, down
Every time we come around
The lyrics to French Montana feat. Cheeze's song Here We Come depict a rapper's lavish lifestyle and the attention he garners when he enters a room. The opening lines show the pride and confidence that the artist has in his music and his popularity. With "It's We The Best over everything", he solidifies his brand and creates a sense of expectation for the listener. He emphasizes the importance of wealth and the pursuit of it in his life, with "Get money, mo' money" and later references to cash being thrown up.
The chorus repeats the phrase "Every time we come around" and details the audience's reactions to the rapper's entrance. Doors go up and panties go down, indicating the artist's ability to command attention and evoke strong emotions in those around him. He also mentions his willingness to spend money on those he encounters, with "Baby let me blow a hundred on you" adding to the overall image of opulence.
The verses highlight the rapper's prowess and toughness, with references to guns, violence, and drug use. He boasts of his success in the music industry and his ability to "ball on these fuck niggas". He also takes jabs at those who may doubt him, calling them "lames" and "clowns". The final line of the song "Every time we come around, put your hand up, down" reinforces the notion that this artist is one of power and influence, and that his presence demands attention.
Overall, the lyrics to Here We Come celebrate the success and popularity of the artist, while also emphasizing his toughness and ability to command attention. The song serves as a proclamation of his power and status in the music industry.
Line by Line Meaning
On everything I love, It's We The Best Music
I swear on everything I love that this is We The Best Music.
It's We The Best over everything
We prioritize We The Best over anything else.
Get money, mo' money
We need to keep making money, and more of it.
Every time we come around
Whenever we show up somewhere...
Doors goin' up, panties goin' down
People are so impressed by us that doors are being opened for us and women are undressing upon seeing us.
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
People are so excited to see us that they throw their money up in the air and we can catch it as it falls.
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
I'll spend a hundred dollars on you, baby.
Put your hand up, down
Raise your hand up and then lower it.
You know I got that check on me, you know I got that 9 on me
I have a lot of money and a gun with me right now.
Play with it or get religious, these shots'll make your shirt holey
If you mess with me, I'll shoot you and create holes in your shirt.
Say please lord, forgive a nigga, actin' up like Ben Stiller
When I act recklessly or inappropriately, every time I beg to God to forgive me, it's like I'm acting like Ben Stiller.
Jewelry on me so fuckin' cold, I gotta wear it with a chinchilla
My jewelry is so impressive that it's too cold to wear without a chinchilla fur coat.
I ball on these fuck niggas, Bron-Bron, D Wade
I'm better than these other guys, like Lebron James and Dwayne Wade in basketball.
Whip white like cocaine, too dope, Rick James
My car is the same color as cocaine, like how Rick James says it's too dope.
I'm hardbody, my flow sick, that Eagle on me no Mike Vick
I'm tough and my rap skills are impressive, and I have a gun on me like Eagles football player Michael Vick.
I bob and weave in that pussy good and I knock it out like Tyson
During sex, I move around skillfully and I finish strong like boxer Mike Tyson.
Say first round, face down, ass up, straight pound
We'll have sex doggy-style, me penetrating fiercely.
Yeah, shorty, she know the deal and that's every time that I come 'round
This girl knows what's up whenever I visit her.
This big business, I come around, smoking on that too loud
This is serious business, and I come prepared with strong marijuana to smoke.
Give my dog about twelve hundred in twenty minutes he goin' down
I'll give my friend $1200 and he'll spend it all within 20 minutes.
It's my year, Slime here
This is my year, and I'm here to prove it.
Cartier box face, call it the time's square
My watch has a square face like the clock at Times Square in New York City.
Why year, I drive and fly Lear
I own a luxurious private jet flown by a pilot trained at the Learjet factory.
V-16, need a coupe with nine gears
I want a car that has 16 cylinders and 9 gears.
Yeah! Mob member, star agenda
I'm part of the mob and I have a clear agenda for success.
Serve niggas over these bars like bartenders (yes!)
My bars, or rap lyrics, are so good that they're like drinks being served by a bartender.
I bob cats while shooting like guard Kemba
I shoot as skillfully as basketball player Kemba Walker while dodging obstacles.
Hard in the paint, I stretch it, Lew Alcindor
I play basketball with strength and finesse, like player Lew Alcindor (later known as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar).
F it, you all dinners, no protection
I don't care about you or your safety.
Tired of hearing these deadlines, no reception
I'm tired of hearing about deadlines and no one answering my calls.
Need work like wi-fi, no connection
I need to work as much as someone needs Wi-Fi, but currently have no way of doing so.
We The Best men be the best in, cause
We are the best men in this line of work, and it's because...
They think I'ma gun 'em down
They think I'm going to shoot them.
Just 'cause I'm a motherfucking king from the underground
They assume I'm going to hurt them because of my reputation as a respected figure in the underground scene.
Rest in peace, Pimp, name live long as Bun around
RIP the rapper Pimp C, his name is still remembered while Bun B is still active.
Niggas know me, a hundred keys, five hundred pounds
People know me and know that I have a lot of drugs: 100 kilos and 500 pounds.
Way too advanced for these lames, had to dumb it down
My ideas are too advanced for these basic people, so I have to simplify them.
Nigga try to run off with some change, I'ma hunt him down
If someone tries to steal from me, I'll pursue them until I catch them.
All they do is run they mouth, me, I just run the town
They talk too much, whereas I have control over this town.
'Cause the industry is being ran by a bunch of clowns
The music industry is being poorly managed by foolish people.
Circus, it hurts 'cause
The music industry is like a circus, and it hurts to see it like this.
Everybody's a boss and nobody's the workers (real shit)
Everyone claims to be in charge, but no one is really doing any work.
Shit is getting weird
Things are strange right now.
All I know is when I look 'em in the eyes they be scared
Whenever I make eye contact with someone, they seem afraid of me.
Put your hand up, down
Raise your hand up and then lower it.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Antoine McColister, Jason Phillips, Karim Kharbouch, Khaled Bin Abdul Khaled, Teeyon Winfree
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