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Blow Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Kendreee
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Kendry Jimenez
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Kendreee - Blow Up Lyrics




Missed the fortune hold up I ain't important my portrait portraits a portion
They throw in for hopes they blow up ex
What
Missed the fortune hold up I ain't important my portrait portraits a portion
They throw in for hopes they blow up extortion

Introverted person lurking the surface supposed to win hold omen like old men amen
My purpose is perfect
Verses endorphins morphin holding your purses be cautious
She walk in holding my offerings
Not to be frank but I'm on it
This that stank make you nauseous
Roll it up get you coughing
On that shit fly like target
Alladin I'm on a carpet
Farthest to come close who thought it first came last oh shit the margin
Bargain the artist for profit I'm tripping just so I talk it
Hop in I got all your options
Hopsin and Pac full of vouchers
Toss in a rock and a valium
Shit she turn to a vacuum
Devalue rappers don't matter out here anybody can get it
Write you a sentence or something short so these kids remember it
God forgive him lord spit venom been sinner since Simba
Lava sips lots of whispers I'm here just seeing prisms

Bitch I be riddled with rhymes
My singles be dropping I aint wasting time
I'm ticking the seconds left up till i die
You niggas are pussy lips oozing with slime
Forget that shit you heard about
They hitting licks and chasing clout
I'm breaking out of the walls that they boxed me in
Low-key be staking out
No they cannot fool me tho
Might f*ck around and just lose me hoe
Sick of the drama forget bout the llama
I think I might cop me a Uzi bro
Whos he tho
He might be mental
Detramental
But I'm sure he's god sent tho
Off the top no I don't think he use pencil
Cut you off and leave no trace like a stencil
Hit it raw
Then I'm gone like the rent due
Talk to God
But the devil done sent you
I never heard of no competition
I been better than these niggas tripping
I guess you just as hot as the pot you piss in
If you can't ride with me you walk the distance
Wait for nobody I'm just too gifted
I got time on my ass and them hands be ticking
I gotta leave I stay on my grind
Can't stay too long I don't go outside
If I said I loved you I must be lying
Guess that kitty too good to me sorry I
I Must've f*cked up too many times
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English

Missed the fortune hold up I ain't important my portrait portraits a portion
They throw in for hopes they blow up ex
What
Missed the fortune hold up I ain't important my portrait portraits a portion
They throw in for hopes they blow up extortion

Introverted person lurking the surface supposed to win hold omen like old men amen
My purpose is perfect
Verses endorphins morphin holding your purses be cautious
She walk in holding my offerings
Not to be frank but I'm on it
This that stank make you nauseous
Roll it up get you coughing
On that shit fly like target
Alladin I'm on a carpet
Farthest to come close who thought it first came last oh shit the margin
Bargain the artist for profit I'm tripping just so I talk it
Hop in I got all your options
Hopsin and Pac full of vouchers
Toss in a rock and a valium
Shit she turn to a vacuum
Devalue rappers don't matter out here anybody can get it
Write you a sentence or something short so these kids remember it
God forgive him lord spit venom been sinner since Simba
Lava sips lots of whispers I'm here just seeing prisms

Bitch I be riddled with rhymes
My singles be dropping I aint wasting time
I'm ticking the seconds left up till i die
You niggas are pussy lips oozing with slime
Forget that shit you heard about
They hitting licks and chasing clout
I'm breaking out of the walls that they boxed me in
Low-key be staking out
No they cannot fool me tho
Might f*ck around and just lose me hoe
Sick of the drama forget bout the llama
I think I might cop me a Uzi bro
Whos he tho
He might be mental
Detramental
But I'm sure he's god sent tho
Off the top no I don't think he use pencil
Cut you off and leave no trace like a stencil
Hit it raw
Then I'm gone like the rent due
Talk to God
But the devil done sent you
I never heard of no competition
I been better than these niggas tripping
I guess you just as hot as the pot you piss in
If you can't ride with me you walk the distance
Wait for nobody I'm just too gifted
I got time on my ass and them hands be ticking
I gotta leave I stay on my grind
Can't stay too long I don't go outside
If I said I loved you I must be lying
Guess that kitty too good to me sorry I
I Must've f*cked up too many times
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Writer: Kendry Jimenez
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