King Ceaser - Blowin' O's Lyrics

We be blowing O's out the window
You know we blowin'
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
Why you f*cking with us
Move that shit around buss it down we gone show you how to
We be blowing O's out the window
Blowin' blowin'
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
There go po-po
Move that shit around buss it down we gone show you how to
I be blowing O's out the window
Everyday
No you can not hit my blunt even if you kinfolk
Nope
I got more games than nintendo
I told shawty when she leave my crib
Bitch you better tip toe
I been smoking loud from the get go
From the beginning
Bro always trippin' when I blow inside the benzo
Damn
I cant talk to twelve ain't got no info
Can't do it
My dawgs still selling that gas like its citgo
Oh she wanna hit the bong she nemfo
She a freak
Now she in her thong thong thong thong I feel like Sisco
Smoking fruity pebbles make a nigga do the flinestone
You know its good when the plug got a flip phone
We be blowing O's out the window
Yeah
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
Why you f*cking with us
I move that shit I move that shit I move that shit I move that shit
We be blowing O's out the window
We be blowin' blowin'
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
Move that shit around buss it down
ONE MORE TIME
We be blowing O's out the window
We be blowin'
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
Yeah
Move that shit around buss it down we gone show you how to
Smoking like rasta higher than hellacopters
Way up
If yo girl smoke with me she gonna need a doctor
She do
I been smoking since a youngin
Yea
Everything is blunted
And please do not spark yo shit if yo shit ain't one hundred
I can roll up in my sleep I pray you don't roll up on me
Don't do it
I got something in this bag that will blow you off your feet
All we smoke is pressure
And all I chase is cheddar
A nigga so fly yo girl keep checking me for feather
So fly
Smoking on that lala feel like mello
Ballin'
Rip to shorty I get my pounds for the LO
Shorty LO
I love it when you go and put on those stiletto's
Yeah
Got me feeling like bill when she shake that jello
I need that
We be blowing O's out the window
Yeah
Got me feeling good pass the wood can somebody tell me
Why you f*cking with us Mr. Winslow
Why you f*cking with us
I move that shit I move that shit I move that shit