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PARTICULARS | DETAILS |
Song Title | BLOW UP |
Singer | Est Gee |
Lyrics | EST Gee |
Music | EST Gee |
Music Label | CMG/Interscope Records |
Stars | EST Gee |
Album/Movie | BLOW UP |
Hindi & English ‘BLOW UP Lyrics‘ from the album – that has been sung by EST Gee are down below. The song lyrics have been written by EST Gee.
BLOW UP EST Gee Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I still got it (Still), nigga, action or exotic
Ain’t no label get me poppin’
Soon as he touch the bottle, drink some water
Make it hard to fish us out, retarded for a shooter or a snorter
I’ll make you to a martyr, easy, step in front of this carbon (Brr)
I’m in extortion, we won’t play the work, it’s cornered
Catch a nigga, early mornin’, buyin’ diapers for his daughter
Lot of rappers just be actin’, they ain’t curve the performance
Seen so much, it’s normal, I ain’t develop no disorder
I’m spinnin’ over and over, nothin’ come out, opps out of order
I heard I’m like Jordan, ain’t nobody stoppin’ me from scorin’
Beats gon’ play the block and run the floor for me, my pal afford
Everybody thank the Lord, got given millions to lil’ Jordan
‘Cause [?], fuck around, they gon’ be moral
As in plural, as in corpse, as in war, as in war (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Like, nah, I don’t fuck with him, he cap (Nah)
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn his [?] off into crack
Blow his double for me, blow his double for me
Blow his double for me, nigga, blow his double for me (Yeah)
Like, nah (Nah), I don’t fuck with him, he cap
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn his [?] off into crack
Blow his double for me, blow his double for me
Blow his double for me, nigga, blow his double for me (Yeah, yeah)
You know I took his shit close-fist (Close), it ain’t givin’ to me (Shit)
Bow ’cause I’m mixed, pig bully, I get him, ship it to me
Drive taxi’s, know we took it, he gotta pop a [?] with me
Big shiner, bigger money, quiet ‘fore I put it on him
My lil’ brother richer than his big homie
Skinny, bony [?], excel, stick on him (Brr)
Patience once we sittin’ on him
Trip’ ain’t take the windshield, it’s easier to see still
I ain’t leavin’ ’til you [?], how you think that it make me feel?
No, you ain’t on nothin’, for real, knowin’ that ain’t love you feel
Knowin’ I play dumb, for real, I’m slammin’, get my cousin killed
Wonder, do you love me still? You know I hate you
Can’t wait to spank you, they ready, shootout, save two (Yeah)
Like, nah, I don’t fuck with him, he cap (Nah)
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn his [?] off into crack
Blow his double for me, blow his double for me
Blow his double for me, nigga, blow his double for me (Yeah)
Like, nah (Nah), I don’t fuck with him, he cap
Switch the phone, it might be tapped, turn his [?] off into crack
Blow his double for me, blow his double for me
Blow his double for me, nigga, blow his double for me