Lyrics:
Life na hell we fit go rob a
Bank
If things no gel
By this time next year
Yeah
By this time next year
Yeah
Blow up
All my niggaz need to blow up
Blow up
BLOWN
By Victorya ft. Chevy Woods
Ooh ooh
*Giggle*
Verse 1/
So blown
I can hardly see straight
Oh in my zone
Is it the weed or the way you make me
Ass fat (uh, bust it), yeah, I know
You just got cash? (Bust it) blow some mo' (word)
Blow some mo' (bust it), blow some mo'
The more you spend it
I was low, Gabriel, low
Mighty low, Gabriel, low
But now, since I have seen the light
I'm good by day and I'm good by night
So blow, Gabriel, blow
You nigga wants to show me
If you never really thought
Let's blow it up, showing off
You nigga wants to smoke weed
Let's come round
Let's just take
stars of the show
Now I know we next in line
It's our moment gonna shine
This the year that we finally blow
We finally blow
We finally blow
We finally
Don't blow it, don't
Don't blow it, don't blow it, nah
Don't blow it, don't blow it
Don't blow it, don't blow it, nah
Double take, double take
Yeah yeah (Vicious, vicious) yeah, yeah
I'm ready to fight now, fire to fire
Hit for hit now, blow for blow
The road is vicious but I’ll be
it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Don't blow my high when I'm on a tree
Up every night so I'm losing sleep
Sweetest sixteens like it's MTV
Gimme the badman, gimme dat roche
Gimme dat thing that'll blow my mind
Gimme dat thing that'll blow my mind
Gimme dat light, gimme dat kush
Gimme
back, it's for my home town
Blow some
Blow some of this money
Go dumb
Go dumb I'm going dummy
Blow some
Blow some of this money
Go dumb
Oh Lord I'm going
Verse:-
Samjhe na kyu baatien meri
Kyu itne miss understandings?
if i'm by your side too kis baat ka panic?
Jo samjhe tu tera tikta ik baat par hai ni!
blow
Go blow
When I go blow
Go blow
When we go blow
I know that I go blow o
By God's grace we go o
I know that I go blow o
By God's grace
(Go go go)
(I'm with ya hoe hoe hoe)
(Know I'm gonna blow blow blow)
(If you try to show show show)
Go go go
I'm with ya hoe hoe hoe
Know I'm gonna
(Simmy On The Beat Hoe)
I got racks to blow
I got cash to blow
I got racks to blow
I got cash to blow
(Ooh, Ooh)
I got racks to blow
I got cash
to treasure
Or that winey wench pleasures
Yo ho where da wind blows.
Look up look up let your sin flow
Blade sharp by my side and
I'll kill your kin folks
I was low, Gabriel, low!
Mighty low, Gabriel, low!
But now, since I have seen the light,
I'm good by day and I'm good by night!
So blow, Gabriel,
sexuality and skin
Oh, so we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
sexuality and skin
Oh, so we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
another you like another you
You're the devil in my heaven
A demon in my soul
Just a kid when I was seven
Just a kid and now Im into blow
All the nights
I
my Capri
Want some draw? With me you'll score
Cos I grows this shit out o' my nan's back door
Bongs big as, blow buckets,
I sell like ounces
Polo
Woooooo (yeah)
Aye, gimme the pound, you know I blow by the pound
Aye, gimme the pound, you know I blow by the pound
Aye, they copy the sound,
Battle by battle
Blow by blow
I will remain yours til you take me home
Battle by battle
Blow by blow
I will remain yours til you take me home
I
Zagadat
It's your boy, Eazi
Never been the type to fall in love blind
Boy, you really blow my mind
Yeah, you really blow my mind
Do it
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