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ryuu richy - blow up lyrics

[intro: ryuu richy]
wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, gang

[chorus: ryuu richy]
blow up
shawty hit my phone up
she think that i’m messing round
asking all these questions now
girl please just holup
nothing wrong
i’ll be home
leave me alone
when you blowing up my phone
want to you to know that
[judo]
ooh you make me so mad, might have to fight me aye
keep blowing up my line i’ma take your phone away
still smoking then ports i’ma throw your packs away
don’t worry bout me where were you the other day

[verse: ryuu richy]
i be at work getting my grind on
money and music my mind on
hit the road then all my time gone
you’ll benefit once i’m on
shawty i love you but i cannot see you until i’m home
people be blowing up my phone whenever i get my shine on
and that’s wrong
don’t hit my phone if you got ill intentions
mentioning things that’s irrelevant to our situation
sorry to have you waiting, but please don’t test my patience
multiple messages, missed calls
when i reply you set it off
i be on the road
when you calling up my phone
you’ll mess up my radio
so please leave me alone
me and clan don’t do the drama
ryuu and judo give em h-ll
but no need for you to be osama go blowing up cell

[verse: judo]
blow it up, glowed up
you know i’m superficial
so i shoot with a missile
soon as my girl call that’s your dismissal
blow my mind you hear it whistle
hit my line when you tryna (uhh)
drain me dry like a sippy cup
don’t hit me unless i hit you up
la di da di da
slob on me n-b
get you a car
and a new job
you can call me james
judo is my name
i’m from the 908
you know this ain’t a game
my phone don’t work i told you
sent a text it didn’t go through
eat up minutes like soul food
i’m the ape son goku
fly as a dragon that’s ryuu
your intentions that’s see-thru
cry me a river boohoo
i’m a real life cartoon

[verse: king gotti sol]
i’m bout to blow up
i don’t want anyone hitting my phone up
remember when i was a b-m from evona?
i’m getting money, they call it a glow-up
nah i was grinding and getting them “slow bucks”
we was out wilding and turning them shows up
you was at parties and grinding on no-ones
i was so quiet, stacking that dough up
the money go round so much, i’m bout to throw up
she wanna kick it, her name barcelona
everywhere we go they act like they know us
cops sn-tch me up, swear to god i don’t know nun
see me in traffic, and i’m throwing sol up
they got a gun, swear to god that they blow sum’n
you think you bout it? then why don’t you show us
put a hole in em, he look like a doughnut

- ryuu richy lyrics

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