Juicy J

Juicy J - Blow Out lyrics

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Wake up is the time!

In every goon’s life

You keep on flexin’

You keep on flexin’

And keep on flexin’, let’s go!

That’s cash nigga I got buggles

If you don’t like it, but these bitches love it

If the mother ain’t the talk, boy more discussion

I’ma need you roll nigga to change somethin’

Niggas mad ‘cause they see these ??

Got you high when you see an OG runnin’

‘cause at the end of what I do it, two hundred

When I hold like I’m TV ..

Homie I’ve been doing this shit, I’m afraid in this shit

You look niggas need to get to,

That Ferrari outside so fast, take it fly

So just give me the check up,

Niggas one down, wanna chief was low

But they nigga offer something,

Same nigga so is talking down on me

no need the thoughts now

but f*ck her I walk up in the club this show out

Pull more out, you’re trippin’ if you hold out,

I throw and hold out, ain’t nothing chain,

but my chains in my chains and I’m ballin’

numbers on the bullet like a blow out,

Came this far all on my own,

Hit after hit, now I’m in my zone,

Bitch I .. in the zone,

Now the billboards, five seconds home,

Hook:

Ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Let’s buy a .. and blow out, blow out ballin’

Until the niggas all day,

Blow out ballin, just when the million on the lake

And I ain’t never had the game, blow out ballin’

So nigga weed with the politicians, blow out ballin

And nigga worry bout Jane, blow out ballin’

So when the dinner and the nights, blow out ballin’

Took a hundred racks to the .., blow out

Living in the cloud but I still see clear

Mother*ckers ain’t .. sill see here

I don’t argue, get the cash and I’m all here,

Same team, different state feelin’ like my bitch

Plus start here, make it bread nigga,

my new gold chain, inside the fast nigga,

Got it on my own never had to bag nigga

And now I ain’t .. the Gucci and the bigger

Still rolling up for shine at the pound nigga

Flier as you bitch then hypnotize with us,

Gucci you’re the type that will grow up and then I’ll get a ..

Ain’t no coming down nigga, cash all in my rhythm,

My eyes is a .. but now I ain’t fresh down

Hoes used to flex on me,

Now they do anything just to get me the cuff now

All alright the shit, ‘cause it feels what designer shit,

All this ice in my rollie, I can’t even see what time it is,

Huh, I’ve been diming through a check bro,

What’s the Louie if you’re .. get shut down,

Is you niggas with the tack bro,

Get the shots from the free throw line but it ain’t no five, ballin’

Ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

And my .. to you broke nigga, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

So I’m winnin’ by the play, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Duffin with Colombian, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

While you niggas couldn’t tack, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

I’ve been rushing by a dime, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

While you niggas buying chain, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Your wife say gipsy when you .. Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

…, Blow out, ballin’, blow out ballin’

Your wife say pimpin’ when you’re f*ckin’

Get used to my night.

Your wife say pimpin’ when you’re f*ckin’

Get used to my night.

Your wife say pimpin’ when you’re f*ckin’

Get used to my night.

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