Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blow It In Her Face, artist - Baby Bash. Date of issue: 27.05.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blow It In Her Face |
| Backwood full of sticky |
| And it gotta be a wood yeah I’m hella picky |
| Tipsy pourin liquor on my kidneys |
| On a whole zip when I smoke I need 50 |
| Like nuff I got grapes |
| Gods gift man I gotta say grace (Thank You Lord) |
| Your girl looking like she wanna taste |
| So I light it up and blow it in her face |
| If you keep it lit be the model |
| I think I’m about to move to Colorado |
| Or seeato I mean Seattle |
| Somewhere I can smoke where you niggas can’t tattle |
| Long dreads like mac dre |
| No rare-o chick go that way |
| I’m bout to roll up a fat j |
| And fire up with the dj cuz |
| Girl scout loud pack from a car though |
| Light it up lemme give her a charge though |
| And I better get your weathers late cornrow |
| Smoking shit that’ll give your ass parvo |
| Top shelf Nigga good for your health nigga |
| Growing in the woods make a nigga wealth bigger |
| Hot head and she drop dead gorgeous |
| But Bad bitch on my side that I’m watchin |
| All night we gon post shit |
| Around the bay on this mothafucking ghost shit |
| Half a pound on a road trip and I bet we gonna blow bitch |
| Party buss falled out like its burning |
| Now that’s what I call higher learning |
| And if the dj keep the table turning |
| We gonna get higher than messiah no sermon |
| It was me I did it |
| The purple in the air I lit it |
| I’m on further gone |
| Me and cousin smoking like cheech and chong |
| I’m finna blow it up its a bomb thing |
| Break it down roll it up I’m the fireman |
| You can catch it in a backwood |
| I was smoking on that cookie (That's Good) |
| Bad bitch say she wanna taste |
| So I light it up and blow it in her face |
| I was somewhere outter space |
| This this shit slapps this beat bang |
| Fucking with baby bash on them airplanes |
| Turnt up but I’m twisted off the hurricane |
| Follow everything hoes wanna jock |
| I be on my high ones they don’t do the socks |