Blow It - Sway, RYAN THOMAS, They Call Me Raptor

Money comes money goes

On them cars on them clothes

Rolling fast, Monaco

The more that we make the more we’re gonna BLOW

By the truckload, we buy the truck

Divide it up and get the finest stuff

Till they all like «were do you find this stuff?»

It’s quite enough but it’s never quiet enough now… (Shhhhhhh)

Deep breath

My (whip) needs a new engine

My (crib) needs a new bedroom

My (trip) needs an extension

My (Flight) needs some more leg room

My (Card) needs some more credit

From over to down under yeah we get it… (Bounce bounce)

Money don’t grow on trees my friend

Let it all fall down like leaves I spend on you.

On you (Like the speakers I’m

a blow)

‘Cause I’m a blow it all on my baby (Bounce bounce)

Baby… I’m a blow it all on you (Bounce bounce)

Baby… I’m a blow it all on my…

London up to Leeds we started off slow

And then we made a way out of Norway now we’re in Oslo

From LA to Toronto from Germany to Japan, they’re calling me the man

When I speed up the flow and the words start Russian like its Moscow

Everybody follow me on to the next level

Gas pedal when I’m on a roll, I keep it moving

Never stopping left them in a puff of smoke

Never gonna chock, still I’m in my Prime wanna vote?

Could be running for a election, no this ain’t a running joke

I don’t want a boat, might want a jet, might want to jet

To another show

Mic check, right on the set

Turn it up and let me see your hands up in the air when you

(Bounce bounce bounce Come on)

Money don’t grow on trees my friend

Let it all fall down like leaves I spend on you.

On you (Like the speakers I’m

a blow)

‘Cause I’m a blow it all on my baby (Bounce bounce)

Baby… I’m a blow it all on you (Bounce bounce)

Baby… I’m a blow it all on my…

Slide through life like a penguins belly (Yep)

Gotta get yours if the food ain’t ready

Oh my I see drones fly (Yep)

Call of Duty there’s no lives

Am I moving a Rubicon can’s fruity

They’re usually on patrol (Yep)

Nanny don’t have too long to go, no life coach on the couch at home

Swans and ugly ducklings corrupted, can’t swim round the pond

Thinking that your even gonna get a crust chucked in

What a fuckrie (Yep)

Casual are the casualties (Yep)

Nail in the coffin for the lavish needs (Yep)

Hammerheads swim around the man that bleeds (Yep)

I watch from the island for my sanity (Yep)

Polar bears over hear fam' its peak… (Yehhh)