Issue No 123 Blow Lyrics

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My circle so small I be talking to myself
Myself told me go and buy some fendi belts.
Myself told me keep the dirty on my shelf
Myself, so me and myself ridding on by myself.

They said don't do it and I still did it.
Sex all around the crib, fuck that shit, levy.

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I sit by my blow,
All of my niggers, 'cause all of my niggers
They blow! Rickin' my wisha not rockin' my bizza
I love making money and these nigger know this.
Bitch, I sit by my blow.

These hoes, I lost count.
I don't need no body,
I don't want no bodies.
Bitch curry with brain,
Them jogs on the buy stream
How you feel,
These women want records,
T'you need a dow, ya,
Rock'a'pelle with Itune,
My claw when it get cornered.
My niggers, they got order.
Kill these boys, I love cheerios,
My little bitch in Ontario,
Keep a nigger going like Ray Go.
My pill plan, she pill popping,
She got the motion like cart time,
She on the beat,
The reek on the street.
My niggers is to ya.
My niggers is good,
I pray to the Lord that he keep me safe.
No snakes in my wig,
I know I'mma go,
But how I'mma go.
It's what I wanna know.

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She act tonight like my last night.
Lot of act, not too much brain.
Gave her ash like a last wife
And I spent the bitch like my cash right.
Started off with a basket ball
Now I sit back and I laugh at y'all
Still wanna get this whole shit,
If I had it all, that's on me.
Fuck dreams, I got to drive,
Kill'em five and I kill deserters,
Bitch said she don't suck dick,
But I do her out like Jumping Jack,
I'm on fire, gon'take the steps.
After me, it ain't nothing left.
Fuck with me and get fucked doing it.
I'm on my way like I'm coming over.

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