Lyrics:
even know her last name
Had a couple women that would ask me bout my last main
Just know we've broken off things and
On my mind been brown baby
Think
my way uphill
And slipped onto her slimy peak
To catch my weakened breath
Breathe, breathe
Blow my mind
Breathe, sigh, scream with
there
And Chris Lighty ran The Tunnel
He was the man
I seen Diddy by out the bar and shut it down
Please believe
Free and Nitty didn't fuck around
I walk
I'm designed to blow
We're doin' major things, but it's a minor though
I used to pay for things but that was time ago
And now I hit you niggas with
Shout out my niggas on the Bluff man montana pancho Snoop
Check out sno on da bluff
Shout out Gun hill my empire
Rip Chris
Thank God im blessed
Blow
TONGUE OUT
BITCH IM OTTO
ALL THAT GOSPEL
LEAVE YA BRAINS BLOWED
BLOW BLOW BLOW
IMA HOT BOY
OFF THE BLOCK THO
KICK YA FRONT DOOR
CHRIS KRINGLE
HOO HOO HOO
roll shakers
Life's a dice game, my minds enticed
By a vice you want stripes
A million dollars or an iced chain
Or all three been raw since
Niggas wore
get a pen, write it down and take a photo
My cologne say Versace, my dick say blow me
My drawers say polo, yeah bitch polo!
Need a white girl with
(JayceeBeats do your thing)
You look so sexy, you really turn me on
Blow my mind every time I see your face girl
You look so sexy, you really
more time
I've got to know,
How you came to blow my mind
Closer
Pleasure, passion
Tonite's the night I'm looking for your action
I want to hold
on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it like a motorbike
I'm finna blow the mic the whole night, so
Strike up the f- maestro, I'm nitro
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Grind hard as shit, nigga
Long live OG Chris Free Melo
Strengthen by the struggle, you heard me
YNOT , shit, that's Tony Spelled backwards
You got
it)
Make this pistol blow both ways, I call it Hennessy
I know your mama taught you look both ways 'fore crossing me (Lil' bitch)
They say my time
wait 'til the end of the week
When I'm rapping to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And attempt to raise your body heat
Just blow your mind so that you
yeah, ahh
Ah ah ah ah yeah, ah yah
I no fit to lie, to lie to lie
Your body bad, your body bad
You blow my mind, you blow my mind
Your body bad,
I'm drifting by the sea
My mind is feeling free
Some quiet time alone
a soft wind blows straight through me
I close my eyes and picture your face
fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop 'em down
Every time I'm in the club these niggas is
This is my muh fucking house
Hey I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell
find out (where?)
Your little address (and?) blow out your hideout (yeah)
Who want war? hoes they tellin me "E's you ain't right"
Like this year I'm
Do you ever miss me, miss me?
Come over and kiss me, kiss me
You
You blow my mind
You
You blow my mind
Sitting by the docks
Wondering where you're
you mind
My voice is in your head as
Your sittin there gettin high
Saying Chris Travis in between
My bitch thighs but I ain't gon lie
My nigga I am bout
You can drink if you want to
Smoke if you want
Get high if you want to
Let me blow your mind
You can drink if you want to
Smoke if you want
Get high
spins the rhymes through your opti-lens, check it
It's five below, my brain is cold
Runny nose evey time Doc exchange a blow
My street team snipe
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