Blow It Out - Ameritz Tribute Tracks
I never used to snore in my sleep
'Til this rap sh*t started
Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed
And cold-hearted
Your whole paycheck
You burp it and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop
Blow it out ya a**
In one year I got rich now life's movin so fast
But bein broke with no food is
Just a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon
Like white women with a**
And y'all prayin that I flop
Blow it out ya a**
In New York I buy clothing in Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know
What I'm gettin for sixteens
Try 80 want a discount
Blow it out ya a**
See in just six months I
Infiltrated the system
If you find somebody better
Then I'm sorry I missed him
Niggaz hate givin me props cause
I might use it against them
C'mon get Ludacris out
Blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
It's time to saddle up the
Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but
Don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from
Filling your disc changer
If you ever think of stoppin me -
Blow it out ya a**
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me
Chunk it up and stand tall
Next year I'm lookin in to buyin
Greenbriar Mall
You probably own a lot of property
Blow it out ya a**
C'mon and take a look
He's got gigantic balls
Plus his money keeps
Flowin like Niagara Falls
We all know Jesus saves
And Ludacris withdraws
I'm 'bout to go on vacation -
Blow it out ya a**
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly
I'ma throw you a curve
You mad cause I'm a THIEF
And got away with words
I'ma start my own beverage
It'll calm your nerves
Pepsi's the New Generation -
Blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
My black people show me love
When I'm up on the block
And Latinos always waitin
For my CD's to drop
White people love the flow they say
"Dude you f**kin rock"
Yo' fans are my fans right
Blow it out ya a**
So find my album in the stores
And look for the white steam
Rip it open play it and yo' momma
Might scream
It's hard other albums are
Softer than ice cream
Yo' scans are my scans right
Blow it out ya a**
Now Luda's throwin up A's
And I'm lightin up L's
Around the globe gettin paid
You home bitin yo' nails
DTP the only label that practice fightin ourselves
We probably gettin on your nerves
Huh blow it out ya a**
I been eatin and gettin FAT
While y'all dyin of hunger
I get drunk in the winter
Stay high in the summer
Watch out my album's
Puttin up McDonald's numbers
You over 6 million served
Huh blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top
Then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
If you mad I'm on top
Then wish me gone
If you mad I'm on the road
Then wish me home
And if you mad that I'm right
Punk wish me wrong
But after your three wishes -
Blow it out ya a**
Blow it out ya a**
WHOO