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Bleu Cheese lyrics

Performer Superb

Bleu Cheese song lyrics by Superb official

Bleu Cheese is a song in English

Whoa, Haa
Uhuh, Yea
Crew Parlay Shii
Yeaaa I'm a magnet to the money
Yeaaa I lit the pack you know it's funky
Yeaaa she got ass it's lookin chunky
Yeaa tell them cut the act for it get ugly
Got the spot straight jumpin'
Rip Kay slay straight stuntin'
Keep it a buck like some Blue face hunnits
Told shorty you can't ride until you shake something oh, yea
New York aura reekin off me
Reefer costly Divas on me
Wanna ride like he's a horsey whoa
The youngins feel me plus the real ogs endorse me
Cloth is lofty give this all me
Till they bumpin' me across seas flows
Come easy when you got a wave
Got it from the mud fortitude while on this road we gotta pave
Crew Parlay that is a not a phrase
Want for my brother what I want for myself is what got us paid
Legacy or wealth
You want mids or you want shelf
I'ma bonafide hustler my drive's what's made her melt
Undisputed in that box she give blows below the belt
On this journey to the top I know how the bottom felt, Whoa
Feeling like I grew wings time to stretch em
Been fresh blue cheese on the dressing
Plays executing what a blessing
Told em wait til you see what I'm chefin', oh
Yeaaa Im a magnet to the money
Yeaaa I lit the pack you knows it funky
Yeaaa she got ass it's lookin chunky
Yeaa tell them Cut the act for it get ugly, oh
Blue cheese don't just mean cheese blown
Sit some of it to the side let it mold
Never put a price tag on ya soul
Good in the hood like bacon egg and cheese on a roll
I'm on the stove I mean the the studio
This work I'm whippin turn the fans into Pookie tho
I'm Independent cuz there's routes I refuse to go
They fishing for a way to blow like hoolio
Who'd a known I play my cards well
Had to realize that I am King
Heart of a lion she riding foreign it's like a dream
Ran thru the boutiques and blew cheese on the finer things
Watch jealousy live wise some ppl Die for bling
We puttin' numbers on the board they can't check em
I shipped the pack landed on time to fetch em
Catch em all white ash smokin' pressuh
Just wanna spread my cheese grater nothin lesser, no
Feeling like I grew wings time to stretch em
Been fresh blue cheese on the dressing
Plays executing what a blessing
Told em wait til you see what I'm chefin', oh
Yeaaa Im a magnet to the money
Yeaaa I lit the pack you knows it funky
Yeaaa she got ass it's lookin chunky
Yeaa tell them Cut the act for it get ugly
Yeaaa Im a magnet to the money
Yeaaa I lit the pack you knows it funky
Yeaaa she got ass it's lookin chunky
Yeaa tell them Cut the act for it get ugly
Feeling like I grew wings time to stretch em
Been fresh blue cheese on the dressing
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Quinson Kilgore
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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