Juicy J Blow Out Lyrics


Blow Out by Juicy J

That's cash, nigga, I got bundles of it You don't like it, but these bitches love it If money ain't the topic, no discussion I'mma need you broke niggas to change the subject Niggas mad cause they see me stuntin' Bet you hide when you see an OG coming Catch me in the whip that I do about 200 In a ho mouth like I'm TV Johnny Homie, I've been doing this shit, I'm a vet in this Shit, you little niggas need to catch up That Ferrari out there so fast it can fly So sick it need a check up Niggas went down when the chips was low Now they think I owe them something Same niggas who was talking down on me Want me to throw 'em something Motherfucker, I walk up in the club then show out Po' more out, you tripping if you bring your ho out I throw dough out Ain't nothing changed but my change and my chains and I'm ballin' Numbers on the board, look like a blow out Came this far all on my own Hit after hit, now I'm in my zone Bitch, I topped the charts with every song Now the Billboard's my second home (ballin')

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Living in the clouds, but I still see clear Motherfuckers hate the fact that we still here I tour all year, if it's cash then I'm all ears Same team, different state, feeling like paul pierce I'm the star here, making toast, burning bread, nigga My new gold chain excite the feds, nigga Got it on my own, never had to beg, nigga Now everything Louie, Gucci in the mass, nigga Still rolling up fresh out of the pound, nigga Fly in your bitch then hit the town with her You know Juicy the type to po' up, roll up a swisher then I get her high Ain't no coming down, nigga, hash all in my rillo My eyes in the red zone, but nah I ain't touchdown Hoes used to flex on me Now they do anything just to get me to cuff now Only rock the finest shit Closet filled with designer shit All this ice in my rollie I can't even see what time it is I be thumbing through a check, bruh Watch the Louie V store on Rodeo get shut down Hit you niggas with the tech, bruh Taking shots from the free throw line, but it ain't no fouls (ballin')

Photos Blow out - ballin' [8x] I'm allergic to these broke niggas (blow out- ballin') So I went and bought a plane (blow out- ballin') Duffle with Columbians (blow out- ballin') While you niggas cutting cake (blow out- ballin') I'm Russia buying diamonds (blow out- ballin') While you niggas buying chains (blow out- ballin') Your wife say ''Juicy, when y'all fucking?'' (blow out- ballin') Get used to my name (blow out- ballin')

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