Da Blow - Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz, Gangsta Boo

The blow, the pills, the yak, the herb

The blow, the pills, the yak, the herb

The blow, the blow, the blow, the blow

The dro, the 'purp, the 'r'nge (orange), get gush

The bad, no haps, no where to keep it hashed

A joint or two will do you niggas smoke a blunt of this

If you wanna smoke with me, don’t bring no bullshit

The blue dumpin', white spinners

The green nickles, that red Superman

Them peach for the five, that white for less

Will have them hoes hotter than a box of stolen checks

The snow, the white in Miami get crunk

When I see 'em in the club, they sniffin' up that stuff

Give you one G of white

Give me two G of white

Give me three G of white

A eight ball for the night

When you wanna get cha lean on it’s nothing but that yellow

Or theat 'purp down in Texas, them niggas got whatever

One bottle of that moo, galla-gallon of that Henny

Mix it with that crunk juice will have a nigga spinnin

Like that

The blow, the pills, the yak, the herb

The blow, the pills, the yak, the herb

The blow, the pills, the yak, the herb

The blow, the blow, the blow, the blow

I got the weed for the low

Them pills for the low

That blow for the low

Young nigga yeen know

When I ride I roll high

Man and I ain’t tellin' no lie

When that shit get in my brain

I grip the grain and fly by Say dog you got that good up in the hood we call it mid

Grade another thing we do some call it blow, some call it cocaine

Fuck, hell nah nigga I been on that lean

Bouncin' front to back watch me change the lane

Niggas be constantly talkin' that shit

That shit that I gezzit you bitches can’t get

The Memphis, The A, the North, the South

Is on the grind, we will not quit

The under-underground rap smoke out full of green

Fuck what you heard bitch

Yeah I’m back up on the scene

If you wanna get high you should fuck with Gangsta Boo

I be turnin niggas out watch how quick I turn you

Into a smoked out, loced out, freaky motherfucka

On that Ex’d out, passed out

While I put another on the

I been gettin in that work

I got pounds of that work

I’m a pimp bitch, fuck you

Pull up ya own skirt

We don’t give a fuck 26's on the truck

We gon' tear this bitch up I got Ex, I got weed

I got any thing you need

When you see me in the streets, just holla at me Bitch swollw at me This ya boy Lil Bo from the E-S-P

See nigga I smoke everyday, from the lightest of haze

I got the shit I pull up with cha mind off in a daze

I don’t fuck with the blow

See I fuck with some hoes

That be freaky grabbin' they on Ex outta control

I remember back in the day Regals, 8's & Vouges

When nigga was riddin the city reappin get to that door

Before the Feds hit the town &

Try to shut Atlanta down

Nigga was slangin' nickles & dimes

Quarter keys & pounds of