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Blowin' Swishers, Pt. 2

Kid Ink

Summer in the Winter

2015

Rollin' through my city, blowin' swishers out the window
Blowin' swishers out the window
Push a buck fifty, blowin' swishers out the window
Can't

discreet
I think what I speak
There's no tongue in cheek
I'll do you like Amity
Kill your family graphically
In the first degree
Plea for insanity
So fuck it

Bando

Migos

Young Rich N*ggas

2013

the house with the boards on the windows
Trap, trapping out the house with the boards on the windows

Trapped out the bando, got tools like Rambo
Got bird

Riding round with tools and you know I bang tools
It sound like gratatata, you see me run your jewels
On my mind imma shine, give it time, we can

and make it start to rain
Blowing smoke out the window when i pull up
Warm as fuck get your wool up
I got a cool touch
With the tool tucked like Tim the tool

Who's that shooting through the window
Fha fha fha (Boom boom boom boom)
Ima hit 'em with dem tools
Come and get 'em (Come and get 'em)
Sweep the block

Cent, I'll whoop your head with the tool
You better not ever get this shit confused
I robbed the shit out Slick
Rick for his jewels
And rocked them

From the Window of My Room

Cypress Hill

IV

1998

Of living it's all given to you, don't lose it
Every man's given a tool, but don't use it

From the window of my room, assume all's lost
Every little bit

Section

Yo Gotti

2 Federal

2016

how we move
Don't go in the club without them tools
Can't rock that set without them jewels
Don't chase them hoes, we let 'em choose

In my section

know I was the first nigga droppin' on Tay Keith beats
Before you niggas ever knew about him, on God
Yeah

I been goin' hard for the block for a lil'

its lights
Then it rolled the window down 
They was runnin' for they life 

For they life for they life
Had em runnin for they life
When they rolled

Yeah... It's a Summertime Shootout
Er'body wanna tote a tool but
Listen up its rules... er'body
Wanna tote a tool but listen up
It's rules... er'body

Yeah
I fucked ya hoe in a Tahoe (Tahoe)
Keep my circle small like marbles (yeah)
I be in the club lettin bands go (yeah)
I put the tool in ya mouth

Burning on Gelato with my window down to my earlobe
Burning on Gelato with my window down to my earlobe
Burning on Gelato with my window down to my

the windows is tinted
Give a fuck, imma flex if it's rented
Going crazy, nigga I got a tool
Ballin hard, cause there's nothing to do
Spent a hundred thousand,

Through the window through the window
Window of past time

A lumber mill moved south to a little town
At the base of the mountain
There was gold in

now)
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Pow, nobody now (nobody now)

Yeah, cell therapy
Think about it
Use that tool between your two shoulders

Cell Therapy

Goodie Mob

Wake Up Show Mix Archives, Vols. 1-2

2004

now)
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Pow, nobody now (nobody now)

Yeah, cell therapy
Think about it
Use that tool between your two shoulders

bed
Sun is blinding windows shining feeling very calm
Over time I realize a want to do it all
Give me that tool box baby
You better be cool foxy lady

Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news

That boy better go with his move
I'm still on the block with the goons
And yea I still tote a tool
Pouring up I get high like the moon
Say he gone do

move
Talking about smoke whalado?
Don’t be a fool, you can get hit with them tools
Come find out what we do
I keep a stick don’t play pool
You can not do

authentic
I go home and I hold my head and I cry 
For the families in South Central that’s tired
Of all the sirens playing 
I hear sirens out the window 
Hope

endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, that straight bingo
Enzo, that straight bingo
Phantom, that straight bingo
Concept, that straight bingo
Pull