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| Song: | Blow |
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Lyrics:
Imma talk about 'em Imma talk Imma talk about 'em Imma talk about 'em Imma talk about 'em God damn it dude! I'm in to risk it Sex who hoes can swallow me If a bitch is giving ranks I'm giving lobotomy If I'm a thin a hole Woman, pardon me I was talk to burps and pee By sluts and freaks I was breed in the gutter And schooled in the streets By murderers mother fuckers That rots in keep And I'm an unrefined savage Stalking your city streets And I'm plain blowing parlor Hold 20 end street And in the name of a dollar I'll for go sleep Fuck napping in the trap There's snort and pee In fact take it in reverence Nigga fucking with me The name Killer Mike The hood AEV All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want 'em Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now She go gobbler, gabbler Jenny the jizz, I'm the follower Feed that bopper JMC I've been here a holler Rottweiler on the dick Keep your bitch cuffed and collared She'd then grass hopped Every nigga and then baller You the type who cut her grass And then change the chick her tyre I went to piss on a tong If my mouth was on fire Last night she gave me brains Today she went on main That dude giving hints He don't even know it mate Well anyway God love children fools and lames From the marathon Man women comes in running games Let sugar papa purchase Prada I'm tryin' to get crown Tap that ass and dip like tomorrow All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want 'em Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now More time for my niggas Smoking kansas dicks They'd be turning these Mother fucking crumbs to bricks Only Ocona and I got shits for six Ready to make you blood In them harlem tips mix 'Cuz that all we know So what that's how I go Imma to sweet for my toes To get corners with you hoes Damn folks Imma continue to Smoking my dro drinking my liquor Putting it down for all my niggas And all my bitches go low Get me all my witches plus smoke Rocky he did hard core Beat the score That shit said Rocky did show I gotta whip like Jonny Dip So here's to continue flow All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want 'em Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now All I'm sayin' if you ain't down Damn it get down with these boys In these grounds Slammin' doughs in eight town We got what you want 'em Exactly what you need By the pound, that's straight Mother fucking blown So get it now bounce
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