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Tay G - Full Blown Lyrics



Tay G - Full Blown Lyrics
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I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
Yeah pussy nigga we can settle any day
Cause I just got some shit that I was trying to try out anyway
I step off to the side and make a phone call to Kenneth Wayne
And niggas come and sweep the streets with 10 cars and 20 Ks
I'm talking now, but please don't make me have to demonstrate
And niggas hate me cause I make they baby momma titties shake
You emulate and emulate, I guess we play a different game
Cause I don't want to be like nan nigga hoe, I innovate
And serve these fiends dinner plates, I'm Burger King in the H
Murder these niggas man, currency getting paid
Cars with the curtains, hoes with the accent
Blades on the Lac whip, cutting like an axe tip
Automatic Mac clips, money doing back flips
Iron like a blacksmith, who you bout to jack bitch
4's on vogues, spokes poke like cactus
Cartier diamonds from the Saks Fifth, Snatch this
I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
Rose grizill, Whole mizills
Suicide doors, chrome all four whizeels
On the rizeal, get it by the pizound
Take 40 thizou to get it off the grizound
Critics love my music, fiends love my prices
The bitches say they love it, and the niggas say they like it
All this positive exposure got these hoes on my dick
She asked me what I want, I said I think her head like psychic
I got this jazzy chick making f*ck faces
She wants to come with me cause she think I'ma take her places
Man give me bout a week and I'ma strip that bitch butt naked
Financially and physically, hoe show me where your bank is
I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
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I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
Yeah pussy nigga we can settle any day
Cause I just got some shit that I was trying to try out anyway
I step off to the side and make a phone call to Kenneth Wayne
And niggas come and sweep the streets with 10 cars and 20 Ks
I'm talking now, but please don't make me have to demonstrate
And niggas hate me cause I make they baby momma titties shake
You emulate and emulate, I guess we play a different game
Cause I don't want to be like nan nigga hoe, I innovate
And serve these fiends dinner plates, I'm Burger King in the H
Murder these niggas man, currency getting paid
Cars with the curtains, hoes with the accent
Blades on the Lac whip, cutting like an axe tip
Automatic Mac clips, money doing back flips
Iron like a blacksmith, who you bout to jack bitch
4's on vogues, spokes poke like cactus
Cartier diamonds from the Saks Fifth, Snatch this
I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
Rose grizill, Whole mizills
Suicide doors, chrome all four whizeels
On the rizeal, get it by the pizound
Take 40 thizou to get it off the grizound
Critics love my music, fiends love my prices
The bitches say they love it, and the niggas say they like it
All this positive exposure got these hoes on my dick
She asked me what I want, I said I think her head like psychic
I got this jazzy chick making f*ck faces
She wants to come with me cause she think I'ma take her places
Man give me bout a week and I'ma strip that bitch butt naked
Financially and physically, hoe show me where your bank is
I'm full blown
I'm in the zone
I got that chrome
And my people got me
They got me high up off that braham
And I'm in that Acres Homes
And I'm gliding on em
I said my people got me
They got me right off that Patron
Ain't give a f*ck about me
Ain't give a damn about me
No they ain't care about me
But I'm a man and now I'm on
These diamonds on my body
I look like money probably
But I'm still gangsterism
Run up on me I got that chrome
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Writer: Thomas Jenkins
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