Oschino

Blow Lyrics

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Oschino
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Composers:
  • Gamble
  • Kenneth/huff
  • Leon/ries
  • Christopher/mitchell
  • Carl Terrell/hamilton
  • Chad Westley/johnson
  • Kenneth/alwan
  • Umar Saeed
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Oschino - Blow lyrics

[50 second skit]

[Verse 1: Sparks]

What mean the world to you

Shit about 4, 5, 6 bricks

I roll em', cut off, spit em' the livin' room on the glass mirror

Wanna see if that coke steady, OK

See if folk gonna test a nigga and bring the tools

Like the flutes and the two

See if that shit turn green or blue (green or blue)

Yo look here homie, this here pure coke with me

Get off me and go take the things

Guarantee get your fuckin' face freeze (your face freeze)

And so, then let me know, ya I know

You wanna fuck wit me, you wanna cop yo work for me

I know there's bucks involved, you don't touch the squad OK

You can bring just some your roadies

Leave two outside, bring two inside, just don't bring that bullshit

Cuz we all gon time and get caught for this shit

I know your number, cuz I once got caught for shit

In court for shit, like look Ian, I don't feel what I done was a crime

When I crossed your invisible line (when I crossed your invisible line)

When I crossed your border, with a thousand quarters

Ya'll niggaz do when they broke gotta test the waters (gotta test the waters)

You know you wanna fuck wit me

[Chorus: Sparks]

That B, that L, O, that W that BLOW

This coke here is purified, youngblood, wanna cop yo work from me

That B, that L, O, that W that BLOW

This coke here is purified, youngblood, lemme know you wanna cop for me

[Verse 2: Young Chris]

We talkin' bout that BLOW

That B.L.O.W. sniff it

Tryin' to tell you it's the shizzit

Guaranteed you get addicted

Lemme know, how you want it, pure white, or be pecific (specific)

I just came from the Pacific

My connect is jet-o-ffical

That's how we roll, keep it comin'

Long as Chris up in position, Imma keep this shit consistent

Never bitch up at the district

Let em know, Young Gunna is just a new nigga

Bout to blow straight to the tizzle

Never write straight, off the tizzle

With the flow, I get it from my big homie Sigel

But I got my own Eagles, if it's guaranteed to meet you

We can?, but back to that B.L.O

Got some shit that I can teach you

Know if I cook up niggaz treat you weird

Got some people, might be interested to speak to

If your strips slow, you get your men, I get my people

When we get dough, give them niggaz fore warnin'
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Lock down all four corners, watch that shit flow

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Twista]

I'm a nigga that'll never go a broke

Two of tens always help a motherfucker get back up

I can hook you up with whatever you want

Till' the city doubles fifty bricks and brothas get smacked up

Couple of hustle up real ass niggaz on the block, the hoes, you need some hard

Twista be servin' with the nigga Spark, and the rocks, blows, weed, cars

See us transform, double cocaine to a cherry 04 Range

Load the ki's in the sprees, and I'm gettin' P's

And I'm makin' G's, so I wanna go in your bank

Cuz you feelin' the feelin' of makin' a killin'

Of steady comin' up, Imma cop myself a whole BLOW feel

BLOW so trill, you can tell it was the real deal

Even if I hit a high with a pill

Tell me how you feel

Baby you was feelin' kinda froze

When you took a squirt up in the nose

Steady servin' O's, cuz the fiends gotta get it

Even though they know it make they body decompose

Reafer in my clothes, and you know we cookin' up or shakin' up

So somebody close the door, watchin' for the law and gotta stay up on my toes

Makin' stacks, motherfucker, tell me what you know about that

[Chorus]

[Verse 4: Oschino]

See the dope move, see the coke move

See that nigga push ki's like a pro tool

Fuck a 9 to 5, I got 95 drones all in the back of the ride

And they pure like a virgin, I'm servin'

And I ain't talkin' bout Serena or Venus

I'm talkin' bout that shit

That have you doin' 50 years in a box beatin' your penis

See the car vette, see the house vette, see the young boy diggin' ya style

And you say you love that shit

They think we Shallow Hal no it's just Oschino baby (yea baby)

I'm dippin' the man, I'm dippin' the can

I'm the reason you can dip that straw in the grams

And get high, but you wouldn't understand (It's all about that BLOW)

I'm your BLOW supplier, the hoes admire

My whole attire, my rims and tires, niggaz wearin' wires

(Actin' like they wanna do a deal with O)

Trains, planes, automobiles

Won't get that work across the state

Run till' they always getting' rid of the weight

Sweatin' under pressure while you talkin' to jakes

Sweatin' in the kitchen, while cookin' the cakes

Sweatin' in the mix, puttin' doe in a safe

You can sweat me right in front of my face

And there's nuttin' you can do about it

[Chorus]

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