Blu, Cashus King - We Got It! lyrics

All is on
Now that’s about that way we can party hard
We got the juice the drinks
The booze the broads
The cars the links, the mo-, uh huh
Well alright, well u uh
And how’s your night?
By the way if I don’t ask
I tell right away you got a dope ass

But fuck the verbal, you a soft gerbil
Tuff kernel when it comes to popping
Universal blu alert you with the business
Alert you with the news
You commercial with your written
I’m commercial with my shoes
My dudes like M-E, I do till I’m done
Don’t shine like many
I’m the one like the sun
You a bum and you bum with my bars, listen up
This is double entendre, your spitting sucks
You niggas duck after you rap, I get a buck
Not a shot, but I get pops from Buckshot
With the hot top rocking to the beat
Bass so heavy pop speakers when it
I’m the chief like Bambaat the uppercut Scott
Bad boy nine-six in this and we don’t stop
Pack noise and rush roys, corner
Boys that got a lot, not
But, I gottta cop a block or
At least rock a fella
I don’t mean getting socks
Seen nigga face me in the drop when I’m seen
Nigga
I’m a beat, nigga, me, nigga, C-A nigga
Throw a peace before I piece a nigga, peace

Go hard, ay yo all is on
Now that’s about that way we can party hard
We got the juice the drinks
The booze the broads
The cars the links, ay yo, the movie stars
Well alright, uh, and how’s your night?
By the way if I don’t ask
I tell right away you got a dope ass

Plus the dro pass to the
Left, that’s that Co$$, hotness
All up in the forecast
Swear I felt the flow drop
Levitate, I don’t walk, I moonwalk
All about the dunk getting more cash
Soon y’all
Feeling the global wasn’t inevitable
Better the flow, get to it
Time like fine wine
Dripping from the cups rim
Friend it’s a fine line between thick
And thin when you busting, illness
Ill then gets nasty, naw sayin’
They drop tears
I drop years in minutes and I
Kick it with steel tips
Get up in a nigga face
The same hands wrap around
They sister’s waist
Momma see the I don’t see your race, love
I see your frame thick
The nameless to the same
When I spit it from the heart
They be talking out their anus
‘Cause the game is twisted turns
Spank till the nigga earn
Got burned a few times, pssh
But you never learned return the pharaoh
The sharpness on the tip of the arrow
Can’t finish
Don’t start with the kings of the architect

All is on
Now that’s about that way we can party hard
We got the juice the drinks
The booze the broads
The cars the links, the movie stars
Well alright, well u uh
And how’s your night?