Montana Slim
You know, there was a guy
Way down in Montana
Name was Montana Slim
He was bad
He was bad
He had a white mama
And a Black baby
Montana Slim, Goddamn
They had two white babies
One was black
Other was white
Figure that out
Figure that out
Somebody was cheatin' Montana Slim
Everything came to him
Cowboy (??)
Nothin' happened there but good stuff
Is Montana Slim livin' in a place that's rough for Black folks
But there he was getting' all the good stuff
That was Montana Slim
He was a drug dealer
He was a drug smuggler
He kept drugs in his draws
Drugs in his paws
Police walked up on him
Couldn't find nothin' upon him
Goddamn, Montana Slim was a bad Mother Fucker
Never call Slim Montana unless you're white
Never call Slim Montana unless you're white
What was that black boy doin' with Montana
I don't know
He was a bad Mother Fucker
He was a bad Mother Fucker
Get him, Monatana
I wish I was him
Montana Slim
Montana Slim
Sabes, había un tipo
Allá en Montana
Su nombre era Montana Slim
Era malo
Era malo
Tenía una mamá blanca
Y un bebé negro
Montana Slim, maldición
Tenían dos bebés blancos
Uno era negro
El otro era blanco
Descifra eso
Descifra eso
Alguien estaba engañando a Montana Slim
Todo le llegaba a él
Vaquero (??)
Nada malo pasaba allí, solo cosas buenas
¿Está Montana Slim viviendo en un lugar difícil para la gente negra?
Pero allí estaba él recibiendo todas las cosas buenas
Ese era Montana Slim
Era un traficante de drogas
Era un contrabandista de drogas
Guardaba drogas en sus cajones
Drogas en sus manos
La policía se le acercó
No pudieron encontrar nada en él
Maldición, Montana Slim era un maldito hijo de puta
Nunca llames a Slim Montana a menos que seas blanco
Nunca llames a Slim Montana a menos que seas blanco
¿Qué hacía ese chico negro con Montana?
No lo sé
Era un maldito hijo de puta
Era un maldito hijo de puta
Atrápalo, Montana
Ojalá fuera él
Montana Slim
Escrita por: Andre Williams / The Countdowns