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patrick antonian - blown lyrics

california baby we call this the golden state everybody’s on the grind because they hold the weight, money ain’t really a thing it gets blown away, fucking with the west boy you get blown away. stack it up and flip it stack it up and flip it back stack it up and flip it stack it up flip it back stack it up then flipping stack it up and flip it back counting up them hundred stacks stack it up and flip it back

steady on the grind gotta get my money, yea i be stacking paper, so d-mn fly when the whip roll by i see why y’all some haters. mad, niggas got cash, you chicken on stress, we smoking on hash. live fast, big stash, time to make moves there ain’t no looking back. its like i live every day like it’s going be my last, you fucking with my money then you know im bout to blast. believe i got that c-cked back and i ain’t afraid to pop that, got guns got heat i’m mad strapped, you don’t want beef better stop that. cause we don’t play around, naw this ain’t a game tho, these niggas fronting like they hard but they lame yo. i’m stuck in pimp mode yea i gotta get dough. oh thats your daim dog, what she on my d-ck fo. no hating playa thats just how the game go, getting brains while i change lanes in the range rove. my rims ride high, my chain hangs low. i dip out fast and i turn slow

h1er on the block with them bee gees, chopping weight playa stacking cake making ep’s. la where the essays carry aks, all day messing with the saints you’ll get blown away. official pimping is back on his mission itching to sue up them b-tches getting richer a hundred percent vicious, a hundred percent heart, thats chasing a hundred million. go for it hard rather be dead then end up in prison. new west affiliate stay spittin the realist shit. mdsp, m-ss destruction saving the privilege. solving problems with 50 clips, gangsta lineage get with the business please get off the silly shit. who you know keep it realer the k!ller and cutie hitter in the black cadilac busting doughnuts like dilla. scheming your sister. inside out like sugar free and the quickster. double down bet you i get her

man i can’t call it i’m jamall hollette but, call me vicious automatic, cali is active and my hustle accurate, big bad loss angeles, church, nigga no catholics. got my swag, got my duffle bag, grip a b-tch with my pimp hand, kickin it like a kick stand, quicker than quick sand. i get so pissed man. better keep your distance or get blown away. you don’t really want to fuck with opm inc nigga ok? its not a race when i say i’m on that paper chase, yea. v.i.c.i.o.u. s with it, you less than a estimate, just a b-tch in heat, desperate. i’m sick no medicine. this is my testament, god bless the rest of them. ay, from the cradle to the grave, keep flipping that fuckin paper baby

- patrick antonian lyrics

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