Blade - Come On Lyrics
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Come On
Come On Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Come On By Blade?
Yo, with the body of a goddess
Make no mistake about Never was a good cook So plenty cats ate out Catch me at a steakhouse Cats be on a stake out want to hear what I drop Cop when the tape out Hit the Av with my dudes Break out and shake out I'm rude I'll eat your food Chicks f*ck for take out It's the be to the L to the A-D-E Got stacks, spinnin' like vinyl when the crates out Let's see sexy, plus mami got dough I get your shit wired like Donnie Brasco Got a mic and a host rockin' cowboy hats With them wild boys cats, tote loud noise cats Sex niggas with a gun in my weave Gold digga, trust no nigga, one in my sleeve From the be-E-D-S-T-you-why I put it down for my bitches Let's see you try, come on 1 - Number one rap, fun stack Got that rock that Get guns cock back Been there done that One check two check Three check four Hot shit, new shit You check four I keep blinks in the safe Rock minks to the waist Exquisite crocks and lizards for the spots I visit Throwing drinks in his face Only blink when it's safe Cats handing me more A-V-L me Manny and Mo Ain't no stoppin' the 44 cockin' Hey y'all it's the Blade y'all, no flow rockin' Like my shit hell no mo' poppin' For dolo, from Soho to Rod-eo shoppin' Back to the block a hot watch and suits New shit, gold I'm throwin' rocks on the tooth You see me when I ball and it's not with hoops And while you shop for boots I shop for coupes Gas cats like Exxon with the Lex on Not a lot salute I'm too hot for Duke Plus proper too, I'm unstoppable So f*ck with me, that's what not to do, come on Number one rap, fun stack Got that rock that Get guns cock back Been there done that One check two check Three check four Hot shit, new shit You check four Number one rap, fun stack Got that rock that Get guns cock back Been there done that One check two check Three check four Hot shit, new shit You check four Now where my S to the T to the you-why niggas Screamin' f' the D's true you my niggas Lowkey, OG, Old E sippers OT, no sleep, hold heat niggas Sippin' booze till they spittin' news Ain't shit to do Whips I pick and choose Head whips pickin' in twos If it's Blade you runnin' with Get your kicks and shoes Number one till I die Come on ain't shit to lose If you play dummy you die Now you wondering why? 'Cause I'm from the Stuy like that shit under your eye I do it up, bad bitch suited up Boot it up, suit it up For loot we shoot 'em up Truly scar y'all with two revolvers Keep my hair and nails done Fresh out the beauty parlor B-E-D-S-T-you-why I put it down for my niggas Let's see you try Number one rap, fun stack Got that rock that Get guns cock back Been there done that One check two check Three check four Hot shit, new shit You check four Number one rap, fun stack Got that rock that Get guns cock back Been there done that One check two check Three check four Hot shit, new shit You check four |
Who Wrote Come On By Blade?
Hans-joachim Horn-bernges, Howard Carpendale, Irma Holder
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What's The Duration Of The Come On By Blade?The duration of Come On is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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