S3Huncho & Big3Guapo - Blow Me Off

I can't let her give me sucky 'less her bands up
Ok, let her suck it pull my pants up
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas & they tantrums
I got bitches blow me up to blow me off
Take his bitch but I will not hold her for ransom
I'm gone cut her off yeah right after I cut
Thirty two shots in my clip you betta duck
BB Simon hold my denim jeans up
Lately i've been in my bag gettin' my bands up
Money in my denim pockets lookin' stuffed
Shorty eyeing & she say she love my fashion
Shorty wanna fuck but I ain't tryna fuck
She gone top me cause I said I got a mansion
Get my nut when I bust I gotta run
Diamonds dancin' like some strippers with some passion
How yo diamonds don't be hittin' in the sun
Gettin' cake like everyday a nigga birthday
It feel like I celebrate like every month
Shooters with me don't you think 'bout takin' some
Cause they shoot like Devin Booker on the Suns
Gettin' cake like everyday a nigga birthday
It feel like I celebrate like every month
Shooters with me don't you think 'bout takin' some
Cause they shoot like Devin Booker on the Suns
I can't let her give me sucky 'less her bands up
Ok, let her suck it pull my pants up
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas & they tantrums
I got bitches blow me up to blow me off
Take his bitch but I will not hold her for ransom
I'm gone cut her off yeah right after I cut
Thirty two shots in my clip you betta duck
BB Simon hold my denim jeans up
Uhhh uhh
No way Jose gone & cut the ticket
Gwala gwala got my pants look like Peter Griffin
Pistol hangin out my jeans like an army mission
I remember being broke & I don't miss it
Stackin' paper money piling now I fuck his misses
Niggas sneakin' when they dissin' see him send a missile
Let my dogs out the Draco singing like is Cisco
Jewelry shining on my neck panic at the disco
Yeah these niggas say they want beef well watch me air it out
When it come to gettin' that paper I can't play around
After she through slurping me down no she can't stay around
After I'm through smokin' this pack I lift off of the ground
Uhhh uhh
I can't let em hold a cheese it
If a nigga get to trippin' hit em wit the blick
If his homies get to trippin' then I up the stick
I'm to busy plotting big no I can't hit a lick
I can't let her give me sucky 'less her bands up
Ok, let her suck it pull my pants up
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas & they tantrums
I got bitches blow me up to blow me off
Take his bitch but I will not hold her for ransom
I'm gone cut her off yeah right after I cut
Thirty two shots in my clip you betta duck
BB Simon hold my denim jeans up
I can't let her give me sucky 'less her bands up
Ok, let her suck it pull my pants up
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas & they tantrums
I got bitches blow me up to blow me off
Take his bitch but I will not hold her for ransom
I'm gone cut her off yeah right after I cut
Thirty two shots in my clip you betta duck
BB Simon hold my denim jeans up

Written by:
Carlos De La Luz, Patrick Lockhart III

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