Future – Blow lyrics

Chorus: Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Blow Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Hook: I got brick 5 on me right now, And I'll blow it 40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it Take a gram of cush and roll it in a blunt, I'll blow it What I spent today, you spent it in a month Chorus: Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Blow Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle What a bird go for? I got that in my coat Say 35 racks? I can buy a kilo Put tha Gucci skully on, help me think a lil better Stuff tha cash in my denim, blowing racks on bezzel All tha drugs I made, I need a gold medal All tha songs I played, wrote a mill or better I blow tha strongest stuff, I drink the strongest lean When I hit tha scene, you see tha racks in jeans, You think I printed it up, like a typing machine Yall niggas fugazy, tryna copy my team Aye, I blow them bands, like ceiling fans Stay chasing paper, like a taliban I'm free ban, la familia, I got benjamins, talking a bunch of them Hook: I got brick 5 on me right now, And I'll blow it 40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it Take a gram of cush and roll it in a blunt, I'll blow it What I spent today, you spent it in a month Chorus: Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Blow Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Ludacris:(speaking) Yea if anybody know about blowing money, nigga it's me. Luda! Just brogught a 4 58, cost 3 hunnit racks Ludacris I'm a legend, so I still drive in my act Took 2 yrs, just to raise my cush Worth about hunnit fucking mill, niggas can't keep up What you making in a year, I'll blow it in a week Just built a guest house, 3 thousand square feet Everything go to waste, too much money in the way Gotta Bball court, nigga don't even play What the fuck? I got enough weed to fill 100 thousand blunts Bought a playground at the crib, my daughter played on that shit once Got a safe filled up, with dirty money like? Got a tennis court rotting, Cause it's waiting for Serena Bitch! Hook: I got brick 5 on me right now, And I'll blow it 40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it Take a gram of cush and roll it in a blunt, I'll blow it What I spent today, you spent it in a month Chorus: Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Blow Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Aye watch'em blow, on tha rental boat Nigga need a bigger boat, for all this blow How you getting dough, you aint got nothing to blow Fuck outta here Joe blow, fuck outta here Tha rich who blow, got it from a new blow Actually it's old blow, it was gone for you could say blow Show me 7 90 4, by all means I was gone blow Just parked tha Maybach, hope in he Enzo, Yet that bitch gotta blue one Bet tha title to ya car, and tha deed to ya house, yea nigga Imma blow ya Blowing money, blowing strong, swear it's all I blow All them broke days gone, blow tha horn Had to get me sumtin to blow, so I went to clifornia Brought a california, I just want to blow their brain Infatuated with horses, I just need them in my paint Make me feel the power, blow that money every hour Hook: I got brick 5 on me right now, And I'll blow it 40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I'll blow it Take a gram of cush and roll it in a blunt, I'll blow it What I spent today, you spent it in a month Chorus: Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Blow Blow that money like a candle Blow Blow that cush like a candle Explain Request ×

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