Lyrics:
Silk loungewear, she likes cashmere or a fire pit?
A spa-worthy robe, a preserved rose or a garden hose?
They all are coming home with a blow dryer
and this Henny got me drunk (got me drunk)
Blow dryer on me case a nigga need his hair done ('case a nigga need his hair done)
I'm in the party with my
strapped with a piece
Blow Dryer burn you with this heat
Get to cooking shit if we got beef
Momg stand for money on me Guaranteed
They concerned about me i
with a blow dryer
Blow dryer blow dryer
You love to see me ridin’shotty
When you’re headin’ to the beach
Say you like my tatted body
You’re as sweet
leaving magic with yo side
Peace sign she got thick thighs shawty fine keep grinding
Stack it up in the meantime baby
Blow dryer heat to ya head bow they
on you like a bullseye
I think this thang heating like a up blow dryer
Girl your eyes light up like the blue sky
Girl you know I'd love you if you was
baths with my moms blow dryer
Pistol mouth, going to Heaven
Pistol mouth
Yeah
Pistol mouth, you're going to Heaven
Pistol mouth Imma see you in Hell
need a ghostwriter (spell it)
Stuck up my coat tighter (Senate)
No brain bitch blow dryer (get it?)
You couture? Old fighter (dead it)
We do what you
playing with a blow dryer, 5 minutes on, she was doing blow dryer
Explicit, I wan' try her, yats went low and the price went higher
Who else brought
moms
Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones we could wash
Salvaged the little bit
Young rich nigga shit, pressure on your shoulder
How you gon' deal
a lot of hot air like blow dryers
And I'm really off the wire, look at me, I'm on fire
Here's some useful information if you don't know sire
Snort that
I'm so fly, I'm gettin' head like a blow dryer
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away
I'm naughty by nature like I'm hip-hop hooray
With my
girlfriend
'Cause that's my girlfriend, g-g-g-g-girlfriend
Don't forget the brush, blow dryer, and the curling iron
That's my girlfriend, tell them hoes
the tallest of the tall
To the pick-axe on the wall
When every bit of soul is canned
The water will take back the land
There's a blow-dryer stinging your eyes
novela
Soap opera shit
These are days of our pies
So many RN's I done made
Waitresses I done saved
The blow dryer bar for bitches who ain't learn
this raw smoke
It's RUNXGUN so run up, we need and we want smoke
Keep a blow dryer, blow off steam, blow you away
First place, second place trail heavy
huntin' with extensions on them rifles
Big Glock on my hip look like a blow dryer (big glizzy)
Smoke a Backwood, take my soul higher
These rappers ain't
getting blown back by my blow dryer
Jou naaier, jou naaier
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp
on my teeth
I'm finna take a blow dryer and blow a pussy nigga like a leaf
No doors on the jeep, Giuseppe's on my feet,
I drip hard as fuck you don't even
judgmental
I don't wanna diss, you are just sentimental
Whoosh whoosh like a blow dryer
Gotta blow away all the haters
I'm sometimes a peacemaker
But there's
lemme blow it like dryer
All of my guns from the streets they fire
That boy he a opp cause he got all that wire
God in my plans nigga I’m never tired
of situation
Only time I don't pack heat is on vacation
Ands that's the blow dryer next to the PlayStation
I'm big but I use shit to kill you quick
And I
and the blow dryer
We drove fourteen hours on only a quarter
He'd snorted it all by the New Mexican border
Said he wanted to tell his folks by himself
So he
Please, do it!
Ah, bring me my blow dryer
My hair's wet
Oh, let me do it for you
Let me blow-dry your hair a bit
Oh, let me do it, yeah!
Ah,
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