Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blow Up, artist - ta-Ku. Album song Do What You Love, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.06.2013
Record label: Jakarta
Song language: English
Blow Up |
| Laaa la la laaaa |
| La la laaaa |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters, |
| Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters, |
| Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah |
| Haa, bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Uh huh, say what |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Hey I came up, I warmed up the next up |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Now don’t it sound legendary |
| Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried |
| This for niggas who ain’t satisfied with secondary |
| This for my sisters who ain’t satisfied with secretary |
| Uh, I’m blowing up and bitch I’m still me |
| But what’s the cost to live your dreams, do you feel me? |
| Everything glittering ain’t what you think it will be |
| Funny how money chains and whips make me feel free |
| I’m starring in this bitch and yeah I write the show |
| Fuck the haters I’m headed to that place you like to go |
| They say, «what you fighting for, the game is on life support» |
| And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up, look I’m about to blow up |
| Yeah got to the club early just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up |
| Man, but now it’s bottles at them tables, bring the models boy I’m about to po' |
| up |
| Uh huh, you know what, bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Laaa la la laaaa (Left side left side hey) |
| La la laaaa (Right side right side ah ha) |
| Laaa la la laaaa (Left side left side hey) |
| La la laaaa (Bitch I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters (Bitch I’m about to blow up) |
| Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah (Ha, said I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters (Uh huh, look I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah |
| Yeah, bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Momma said I should reconsider law school |
| That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful |
| Hell naw, got a degree but what that cost you |
| You make a good salary just to pay Sally May |
| That’s real as ever |
| Ducking bill collectors like Jehova’s witness |
| When they showed up at your door at Christmas |
| Was broke as dishes tryna let it go |
| Hit the club she drop it low, lower than my credit score |
| Account overdraft what I got this debit for |
| Summers dead it got me drinking thinking bitch I better blow |
| I better blow, |
| These hoes ain’t checking for no nigga with no vehicle |
| You border like Mexico |
| Hey baby girl what it look like |
| And where ya head at, and what ya cook like |
| She said where ya bread at, and what your whip like |
| You ain’t got one or the other than brother good night |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up, look I’m about to blow up |
| Yeah got to the club early just to get a friend, wait for hoes to show up |
| But now it’s bottles at the tables bring the models, boy I’m about to po' up |
| Uh ha, you know what |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up |
| Laaa la la laaaa (Left side left side hey) |
| La la laaaa (Right side right side ah ha) |
| Laaa la la laaaa (Left side left side hey) |
| La la laaaa (Bitch I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters (Bitch I’m about to blow up) |
| Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah (Uh, said I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey, this is a song for my haters (Yeah, bitch I’m about to blow up) |
| Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest yeah |
| Bitch I’m about to blow up! |
| Praise God it’s hard to stay spiritual |
| How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles |
| You mean to tell me everything gon be fine |
| If I call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit |
| Well damn, why ain’t you say so |
| Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos |
| And erase my number out the phone of these fake hoes |
| I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed |
| To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter |
| You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter |
| You try to be and your career will see funerals |
| And be you that’s why it sounds, beautiful |
| Then maybe you could blow up |
| And maybe you could blow up |
| Shit but you know what |
| For now bitch I’m about to blow up |