Текст (слова) песни: Oschino, Sparks, Young Chris, and Twista - Blow

 
[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` 
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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