Lyrics:
Hey girl I know you know I'm here, By the way that you stare,
And I Like That,
Hey girl you know you blow my mind, Cause you one of a kind,
And I
to find,
A couple weeks went by, we passin time,
He seen me in the alley with his niggas, I
Was just dealin off carry, then I seen the nine,
Then I heard
Chris, Naked Wolfe check out the kicks,
Now she wanna blow me kiss
Girl we can go where you like, for the night, I swear
You wear that shit I like, then
Hahahahaha, yeah
It's your nigga young Khalifa, man
Chris Breezy
All my ladies put your hands up
Yeah, Taylor Gang
All my ladies put your
meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name
to blow!)
She blowin' cause she seen your flash (there they go!)
So many y'all in one spot (she lose her mind!)
She never seen so much cash
So let it go
Blow me a kiss
Through the phone
Chris Marshall
Woah yeah fire
Helllo, how you doing baby?
A been a long time coming (woah)
What you up
Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing
burnt lips from the roach clips
How can I shine
Being broke and bag a dope bitch
Powerful minds, we brave men
I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin'
These
Sex so addictive that we fucking all the time
Girl you so wet i love da way you slip n slide
I jus wanna get you by yourself and blow your mind
alright!
[Govinachi: Verse 3]
The song out your mind I'm out the box though, I'm a sly dude straight out the foxhole, Govinachi blow they call me Satchmo,
go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up
Tell her you bought a fuck 'em dress
Nothing less-more-than-a thinner-sinner-Chris Dior fitter
But I get by my wicked ways
Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches
Cry 'til you get puffy eyes, red faced
But I'm leavin' on this jet plane
(go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music,
(go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music,
conscience has a vision
Persistent consistent
Commitment turned
Malignant
Y’all non existent
Blow my high away
Like seeing Deebo
On a Friday
Chris tucker
everything been blowing mines
Tryna find my mind for a while I been loosing it
Finna blow this bitch up shit red I'm really pursuing it
When I see my opp I'm
been dreaming of
Every thought of you gone make me lose my mind
I'm so used to getting gunned down by your kind
Pin me down
Let's make history
We all
but that's just for a meet and greet
Cuz when I arrive the joints gonna blow
Throw your middle finger like you don't give a what
Cross it with a ring
all hysterical by now. PILATE notices BRIAN escaping.)
PILATE
You cwowd of cwacking-up cweeps. Seize him! Blow your noses and seize
him! Oh my bum.
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
out her mind
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew
cause my mental like to freak with
(I'll blow your mind)
I won't settle I need more than something decent
(Need it all)
Foot to pedal moving faster than
you riding or you not feeling me
Make up your mind
You keeping on running from me
You keeping on running from me
You keeping on running from me
But you
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