Hurricane Chris - Blamos lyrics

I go dumber than these n***as on checks Tell your b**h to throw that p**y back And watch how I attack f** it, I feel like I’m the hottest in the game Got the pedal to the metal With a model, getting brain That’s right, you dealing with a hurricane And I might not know them But I bet you they know my f**ing name f** you … feeling so insane I don’t know what you doing But you should get on the money train Or you get left in the pains That sh** I’m tryina do 2 hunneds Cause that’s what on the day There’s where the k**ers be, dealers be sponsored links n***as be wailing Like f** you on the right thang, They love violence, brrr That’s why I’m ready to blast And keep on looking at me n***a I’ll be busting your a** Count it up, I like my money in bags [Hook] On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan Hold up, let me do the b**h, I think I’m too much dance Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan Hold up, let me do the b**h, I think I’m too much dance Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash Hold up, I might …as I sit low So call it the call young wind blow One phone call will get a n***a get go Runnin with the gorillas and the big dogs You been actin like they don’t know That I got spaceship, 4,3,2,1 lift off Try to make you snitch, told you to eat cheese And you say that’s your pick up Mafioso life for real, n***a don’t take one step closer b**h I’m a gladiator, don’t make me come out this holster Only thang I got to say is that I’m going postal k** a n***a bring him back up from the dead Tell him why I smoked him Play with me, you’ll be floating in the pacific ocean These rappers ain’t really no competition for me …leave em looking like a bird stink I smell like a million dollars on my worst day [Hook] On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan Hold up, let me do the b**h, I think I’m too much dance Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan Hold up, let me do the b**h, I think I’m too much dance Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast Slow, long stroke, then I go real fast Had to introduce lil mama to my new f** stance I got a white on white whip, call it ku klux clan On my way back to the bank, spending too much cash.