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Kreayshawn

Genres: Hip-Hop

Blasé Blasé Lyrics - Kreayshawn

[Chorus] 

[Hey ladies, get gassin 

I'ma gas like the cops aint commin 

Top down, music loud who's talkin? 

Can't hear haters Blase Blase 

Go crazy, get money 

I do my dance like no one saw me 

Throwin down like no one taught me 

Can't hear haters Blase Blase] 

 

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Ooo bitch, im here and I'm back on 

If you thought my first, was my last song 

Face the fact man, 

You couldn't be more wrong 

I'm takin shots from the top like im King Kong 

Gassed out with my hair sleeked back 

Got more bitches than a pimp named slick back 

She aint bleedin like she bout to have a heart attack 

She on the Dro and she couldn't even handle that 

Lay back, you're coughing up a lung or two 

Man i cant explain what this gas might do to you 

The crew knew, yea i know its new to you 

Come through i cant teach you a thing or two 

 

[Chorus] 

 

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She Told me im the fliest she ever met 

That's weird cuz she aint even grown yet 

Moet Moet, the top off 

She in the bathroom tryna take her top off 

One, eight, seven, two, eleven 

We do numbers 

They say Kreayshawn killed the whole damn summer 

What a bummer, it's sad for you hating bitches 

Better watch your chains when i get close bitches 

In my business, girl i welcome you 

Wanna be my best friend? girl you gotta show to prove 

What's it do?, we mobbin on a Saturday 

Fuck the first day, everyday we getting payed 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Yes, im beautiful, im gorgeous 

No you can't afford this 

You driving in a Ford bitch 

Glorious, my whole crew iced out 

We melt flames, them other bitches bow down 

It's time now, she said to bring the gas out 

'Bout to turn the flame on 

And burn the whole house down 

More money more money, i spend it right 

Them dudes lame' they tryna come spend the night 

I'm out here in the sky like a star hoe 

You on the floor tryna pay up a car note 

Real shit, dont harm me im never fake 

I'm in the 90's you can call me Ricky lake 

Ricky Lake 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Get Money [x4] I do my dance like no one saw me 

Get Money [x4] I do my dance like no one saw me 

Can't hear haters Blase Blase 

 

[Chorus] 

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