Blow Video (MV)

Now that you're feeling it
And you're running from head to feet
Come on, it's my turn It's my turn to blowwww, (blow it baby)

You blew it, now your luck's up
I'm choosing new dick over you, that's why we broke up
And you can miss me with that bitter shit
Blaming me don't make you really much realer, my nigga

Crossed a f*ckin' winner, now we really finished
I need my way like I'm Carlito, maricons is trippin
The fact you f*cked a five, yeah, a ten offended
I'll get another you, we meeting at the W, so
My words may get Chicago in winter
Out-wittin' niggas since Luda was just Christopher Bridges (97'..98')
Gave him something he could feel when I'm voguing in pictures
Waste of time, I could've killed knowing he f*ckin' bitches

Let me vent to you, cause you know I got some woes 'bout my old love
And it'd be hard for me to show love
He had me crying to my savages with no love
And baby, they ready to roll up (bow!)

Now that you're feeling it
And you're running from head to feet
Come on, it's my turn It's my turn to blowwww, (blow it baby)

Shut the f*ck up, now your luck's up
I'm choosing me now over you, tell her we broke up
And you can miss me with that sad shit
When I was crying, you was creeping with your ex, bitch

And now I'm on the low, where all my killers at?
Well-connected and hanging where you don't pull up at
When niggas don't pull your card, they pull the gat
That was a warning for you come here, I ain't trying to brag

When I felt us going under, got Chicago summer
Man, I was hotter than niggas on the corners with burners
Curvin' niggas that I wanted, such a loyal dummy
Cause you the one who made it seem like it was me you wanted

After I told you all them stories, 'bout my heart break
You sit and go and make the same mistakes?
So what the f*ck I'ma just sit here and be calm for?
I'm finna snap, I'm blowing up the place
Motherf*cker

Now that you're feeling it
And you're running from head to feet
Come on, it's my turn It's my turn to blowwww, (blow it baby)

Please, man, shit, you know, I just bought this car, you know what I'm saying
It's brand motherf*cking new and shit, I'm on taxes and shit, and you come talking that shit
Hey, look, man, please, you know what I'm saying? Pick up your motherf*cking phone, though, you know
You ain't been answering that shit, you know what I'm saying,
Oh, goddamn, oh, shit, I can't motherf*cking take it no more, man

Can you, can you please just don't come over here with that bullshit, alright
Come on, now, shit, man, your ass talking about getting Tyreke and 'nem and shit, you know what I'm saying
Hey, hey, look, I swear to God, I'm a 9 to 5 ass nigga, you know what I'm saying
Shit, you know, them motherf*ckers is a hard criminal, shit

Oh, shit, I ain't crying, you know what I'm saying? I ain't crying, I ain't no scared ass nigga, though
Come on, now, please, please, don't come over here and shit, oh, goddamn
Hold on, somebody ringing my motherf*cking number
Come on, don't come over here with this shit