blow - oschino & sparks lyrics
[50 second skit]
[verse 1: sparks]
what mean the world to you
sh-t about 4, 5, 6 bricks
i roll em’, cut off, spit em’ the livin’ room on the gl-ss mirror
wanna see if that c0ke steady, ok
see if folk gonna test a n-gga and bring the tools
like the flutes and the two
see if that sh-t turn green or blue (green or blue)
yo look here homie, this here pure c0ke with me
get off me and go take the things
guarantee get your f-ckin’ face freeze (your face freeze)
and so, then let me know, ya i know
you wanna f-ck 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 bullsh-t
cuz we all gon time and get caught for this sh-t
i know your number, cuz i once got caught for sh-t
in court for sh-t, like look your honor, 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 n-ggas do when they broke gotta test the waters (gotta test the waters)
you know you wanna f-ck wit me
[hook: sparks]
that b, that l, o, that w that blow
this c0ke here is purified, youngblood, wanna cop yo work from me
that b, that l, o, that w that blow
this c0ke 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, i’mma keep this sh-t consistent
never b-tch up at the district
let em know, young gunna is just a new n-gga
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 sh-t that i can teach you
don’t buy, cook up, n-ggas cheat you, well
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 n-ggas fore warnin’
lock down all four corners, watch that sh-t flow
[hook]
[verse 3: twista]
i’m a n-gga that’ll never go a broke
two of tens always help a motherf-cker 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 -ss n-ggas on the block, the hoes, you need some hard
twista be servin’ with the n-gga 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 k!llin’
of steady comin’ up, i’mma 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, motherf-cker, tell me what you know about that
[hook]
[verse 4: oschino]
see the dope move, see the c0ke move
see that n-gga push ki’s like a pro tool
f-ck 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 sh-t
that have you doin’ 50 years in a box beatin’ your p-n-s
see the car vette, see the house vette, see the young boy diggin’ ya style
and you say you love that sh-t
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, n-ggas 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
[hook]
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