Songtext Blowin up fast von Lil' Wayne

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Blowin up fast

Bitch i'm like man and this young money u betta get 'em

Straight out the hood a young hoodlum
Done what shouldn't did what they say i couldnt
Here where all the killers hid at
Home where the otha hustlas slung at
Waitin on da get back
Get dat
Flip dat
Debatin on da mix match
Switch dat from dope to coke i'm blowin up fast
Now you niggaz is slowin up fast
(secret weapons) "i can hear myself but i can't feel myself, i wanna feel myself like tweet!"
Now my niggaz is blowin up ass
If i tell 'em you niggaz is holdin up cash
Rollin up steppin outta the phantom's ass
Put cha litters away ur talkin 2 a can of gas
There's nuthin 2 say no matter who comes to ask
And murder aint funny but we do love to laugh
Shit we jus livin take money take baths
Take a nigga bitch and fuck her
And send her back wit nothin
Now isn't dat disgusting
Give him back his sista give him back his cousin
Yea go make a stack or sumthin
Go and buy urself a spine and give back da frontin
Yea and to end dat discussion
I been had strength i just got da muscle
Fuck ya this that n the otha
I see my people struggle wish that they wasn't
The government try to put us in a muzzle
But ur 2 fingaz aint the pieces to da puzzle
Shit say to each his own hustle
And i hustle all night and then go home to the fussin
Then wake up to the fuckin
Breakfast in bed don't 4get my english muffin
Hawaiin punch tastes like robitussin
A nigga jus livin jus breathin jus puffin
Come on mama drop down and curl up
Dick millimeter cock back and murda
Aye senorita we cannot go any further
If my girl catch us both in the spot she will merk us
Pussy niggaz talkin all that slop we will merk cuz
Hungry ass niggaz i tote 2 hamburgers
Who want beef who want beef i bring it to ur front door and now you seem nervous
2 seater swervin
Traffic 2 hell wit it
Shit u can't die wit it can't go to jail wit it
Might as well wild in it passin and feelin it
Me i excel fishtail and tailwhip it
Give them niggaz sumthin 2 tell them bitches
Smellin like money at a full court scrimage
If found at the table got a 4 course dinner
Young money cash money dump a fatty on da winner
And yet he understood us so when we told em' break it off
Cuz gangstas don't' talk one word'll be a walk
And yo platoon can't handle the destruction
Hard body baby killin sound like seduction
Them niggaz chase dope bitches follow the instructions
Sometimes you gotta put the whole rooster in the oven
So tell the public i'ma do my thing
Just as soon as i hear dat bing
Gotta come in
Comin' up
You niggaz jus runner up
And runnin up'll get u in dat wheel chair forever
Its wutever
I'm still here forever
Cuz the lil'nigga better than all you niggaz together
I'm gone

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Bitch i'm like man and this young money u betta get 'em

Straight out the hood a young hoodlum 
Done what shouldn't did what they say i couldnt 
Here where all the killers hid at 
Home where the otha hustlas slung at 
Waitin on da get back 
Get dat
Flip dat 
Debatin on da mix match 
Switch dat from dope to coke i'm blowin up fast 
Now you niggaz is slowin up fast
(secret weapons) "i can hear myself but i can't feel myself, i wanna feel myself like tweet!" 
Now my niggaz is blowin up ass 
If i tell 'em you niggaz is holdin up cash 
Rollin up steppin outta the phantom's ass 
Put cha litters away ur talkin 2 a can of gas 
There's nuthin 2 say no matter who comes to ask
And murder aint funny but we do love to laugh 
Shit we jus livin take money take baths 
Take a nigga bitch and fuck her 
And send her back wit nothin 
Now isn't dat disgusting 
Give him back his sista give him back his cousin 
Yea go make a stack or sumthin 
Go and buy urself a spine and give back da frontin 
Yea and to end dat discussion 
I been had strength i just got da muscle 
Fuck ya this that n the otha
I see my people struggle wish that they wasn't 
The government try to put us in a muzzle 
But ur 2 fingaz aint the pieces to da puzzle 
Shit say to each his own hustle 
And i hustle all night and then go home to the fussin 
Then wake up to the fuckin 
Breakfast in bed don't 4get my english muffin 
Hawaiin punch tastes like robitussin 
A nigga jus livin jus breathin jus puffin 
Come on mama drop down and curl up 
Dick millimeter cock back and murda 
Aye senorita we cannot go any further 
If my girl catch us both in the spot she will merk us 
Pussy niggaz talkin all that slop we will merk cuz 
Hungry ass niggaz i tote 2 hamburgers 
Who want beef who want beef i bring it to ur front door and now you seem nervous 
2 seater swervin 
Traffic 2 hell wit it 
Shit u can't die wit it can't go to jail wit it 
Might as well wild in it passin and feelin it 
Me i excel fishtail and tailwhip it 
Give them niggaz sumthin 2 tell them bitches 
Smellin like money at a full court scrimage 
If found at the table got a 4 course dinner 
Young money cash money dump a fatty on da winner 
And yet he understood us so when we told em' break it off 
Cuz gangstas don't' talk one word'll be a walk 
And yo platoon can't handle the destruction 
Hard body baby killin sound like seduction 
Them niggaz chase dope bitches follow the instructions 
Sometimes you gotta put the whole rooster in the oven 
So tell the public i'ma do my thing 
Just as soon as i hear dat bing 
Gotta come in 
Comin' up 
You niggaz jus runner up 
And runnin up'll get u in dat wheel chair forever 
Its wutever 
I'm still here forever 
Cuz the lil'nigga better than all you niggaz together 
I'm gone