We're Blown - Petey Pablo

We're Blown - Petey Pablo

  • Year of release: 2009
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 4:31

Below is the lyrics of the song We're Blown , artist - Petey Pablo with translation

Lyrics " We're Blown "

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We're Blown

Petey Pablo

Pu, puffing that Cali dro

Sipping on Patron

I got my mind made up, and goddammit we’re blown

Y’all can’t touch me now

Y’all can’t fuck with me now

Yeah, I’m up in y’all house

Now with a dick in your mouth

Whatcha know about doing these numbers when you come out

Fucking y’all bitch ass nigga’s with no grease

Ain’t scared of cops, I’m paying the police

Fuck what a song been saying about me

I’m only being what I was born to be

A superstar on the Death Row label like?

Thanks Suge for nigga' understanding me

Putting Petey in a position for Petey to breath

Setting your motherfucking homeboy free

Holla at me dog, regardless right or wrong

I ain’t nothing but a call away

Hit me on the horn

I’ll be there to settle the score

This Carolina nigga' right here ride for ya

Yeah, yeah, yeah, my Escalade

Down here, came out here

Jumped up in a new black Benz

Way out here, got me a few more friends

?

Neckbone what the business is

Still trill, still got a house at the crib

Still own the house I growed up in

Still kick it with my folks and them

Every time I’m here

Cause, I’m just real to death

It’s so ill at how I feel myself

And I ain’t arrogant at all dog

Nah, I just know I’m blessed

Fuck all that bullshit y’all, I don’t stress

I just sit back relax and give me that right there

Whatever that right there is

That right there

Therefore no questions asked (how bout' that)

Nigga' I’m grown, been grown

Been on my own since I was young, thirteen years old

Yeah, yeah, yeah I changed up

Shit, y’all changed up

What y’all change for

Add that change up

Huh, cop me a barrel of buck

Hit the yard

And bitch go and battle it up

Monster truck, mashing on all y’all toe

You don’t wanna get truck snuffed then back the fuck

Keep your hands off shit don’t belong to ya'

Keep your mouth outta shit before you get fucked up

Keep your man outta her before your man get touched

It ain’t Suge you got to worry about in here no more

He on parole, ho done rode this road

But me, I gotta ways to go

Ooh!

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