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Blast Off (Feat. Mark Curry, G-Dep, Loon)

[G. Dep]

Yeah...

Yeah, me and my man's and them

We gon' blast off

Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop

Come on to the top, blast off

Yeah, yoAiyyo, I take it up top for my peeps

Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep

No 'lax' in my tracks they potent

Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin'I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter

Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya

When I swerve hit nerves

Number 1 contenders, I put 'em on injured reserveAnd everybody know what's golden, matter of fact platinum,

Mores trap to mold in?

Once I explode and I, burn up the road and

Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolenUnderstand, the world's in my hand

G. Dep in this scam, no stunt

Bitch play the front

And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff on a sac

'Cause yo, I'm about to blast off -Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case

Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off

Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint

Nigga, I'ma blast off

Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo

Nigga, I'ma blast off

Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone[Mark Curry]

Yo, yo, uh

Who's a nigga harder than me?

On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be

Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouthGot it different? You ain't on what you talkin' about

Bustin' off in her mouth, catch me

I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me

Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it getFeelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this

Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy

Gutters of the street where my mind be

Play the game, get you a 'zil'Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill

Heat, got it with me still

Flip the game over, see me, we be, untouched

Out like your motherfuckin' guns bust, BLAOWSure shot, hit again, spit it grim, anytime, anyplace

Bitch, I'm about to-[G. Dep]

Blast off, yo I get it poppin'

When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin'

Yo, I'm about to blast off

See me at the show, when I rock everybody know

Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off

Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock

Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off

Straight to the top, cause everybody know this is hot[Loon]

Aiyyo son, I'm about to blast off, like an astronaut

Niggas don't want to see a nigga blast the glock

Niggas don't want to see a nigga flash the rocks

And pop up in the flashy drop - motherfuckersNiggas know me, Loon's a gunslinger

Fuck fightin' a nigga, I'm usin' one finger

Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger'

Some niggas get shot, livin' with 'pump-singers'Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified

This thing here, testify

But, other than that though, we never get caught

We ?Joy Jefferson? walk, out of federal courtWe came ready in ?thought?, ain't better the sport

So whatever you thought, you can use whatever support

But, I think it's best you go 'head and just walk

Or have the cops find traces of lead in your corpse

Yo, I'm about to-[G. Dep]

Blast off-

Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case

Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off

Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint

Nigga, I'ma blast off

Right to the top, aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo

Nigga, I'ma blast off

Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone

Songwriters

COLEMAN, TREVELL/CURRY, MARK KEITH/HARPER, MICHAEL RPublished by

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