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Correct Blow Dem Bands Lyrics
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Drakeo The Ruler
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[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler] Everything I do is ignorant The way I constantly swerve and just splurge is belligerent I know this shit is crazy, I know this shit is sad And I can buy me a new whip if I do the whole dash Crash, smash, now we in the Masi Poured off a five and nigga please don't tell nobody I know I'm impatient I could've got an Audi if a nigga fuckin' waited, mister ungrateful Thousand blue faces Mask and a beam, it's an all-black occasion Take it all, break him off Duh we really do this shit Extorting and aborting any next spin Judas's Listen here you stupid bitch Mister mister mister fuckin' get dough Lingo bingo, I just cracked another store Pops on my knots and a couple grams of gold Whoa Bo, these niggas wanna act bold We keep the forty cal, my niggas wanna snatch souls From mannequins to Casper the Ghost, these niggas spooked Sheesh, they like Drakeo that's you? And everything is Greedy with a 2, ooh [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch we blow them bands, bands I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Bitch we blow them bands, bands [Verse 2: Ketchy the Great] Get a thousand from a bitch, it took her twenty-eight hours For the money and the power I ain't never been a coward Sour blowin' purple flowers, talkin' reckless to a goddess I respect none of these thotties, breakin' bitches is a hobby Molly in the calls, roxy, now she givin' sloppy toppy Talkin' 'bout you love a nigga, baby put it in my pocket I just spent a couple Franklins, now a nigga back to robbin' Flockin' like a couple pigeons, passin' like I'm Aaron Rodgers I'm a baller lil bitch, I brought them racks out Ten bands on me, no horn, but I blow loud Designer on designer fit, it's so wild, sip fours 'til I pass out Wake up and bring them bags out [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands Bitch we blow them bands, bands I'm like bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' man This bitch actin' like this ain't eight thousand in my hand Blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Blow them bands, bands, blow them bands, bands We 'bout to cash out bitch, blow them bands, bands Bitch we blow them bands, bands [Verse 3: Drakeo the Ruler] You silly little rabbit, bitch it's pops on all my knots From climbin' through the window, it's holes in all my socks Mister go crazy, big money bitch, all my faces look lazy, mister pour daily My ex bitches hate me, blow them bands baby Twenty band statements, hanging out the base fit Mister ungrateful, mister unfaithful Broke bitch pay me, broke bitch pay me
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