Blah Blah Blah (remix) Lyrics - Dej Loaf

It was hard to hear at first 

I couldn't understand what you sayin' 

And these bitches bound to get hurt 

'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin' 

And I fuck with shorty on the low 

And I know she know I'm the man 

So that extra shit gotta go 

She probably don't know that I fucked her friend 

If she ask about it 

I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

When she try to argue with me 

I be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

Trying to get back with me 

I be like, "Hell nah nah nah" 

And we ain't talking about no money 

I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

I said, nigga be talkin' that blah 

'Til you walk up with that blah, we ain't playin' 

Heard he got hit in his eye 

Heard he got bust in his mouth, see I'm sayin'? 

Shorty gon' get on that D 

First she gon' get on her knees, she ain't prayin' 

Told her I'ma run it right back 

Dog it ain't even like that, she ain't stayin' 

I ain't got no fuckin' time, 'less it's fuckin' time 

You ain't with it, go, please don't waste my fuckin' time 

Got places to go, got people to see 

Got this kilo on my neck, I'm just keepin' it G 

Niggas dissin' for a listen, waitin' for a mention 

Niggas lose all respect tryna gain attention 

All this extra shit, man I need choppers with extensions 

And all this work out here, you'd think we're waitin' on a pension, nigga 

It was hard to hear at first 

I couldn't understand what you sayin' 

And these bitches bound to get hurt 

'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin' 

And I fuck with shorty on the low 

And I know she know I'm the man 

So that extra shit gotta go 

She probably don't know that I fucked her friend 

If she ask about it 

I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

When she try to argue with me 

I be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

Trying to get back with me 

I be like, "Hell nah nah nah" 

And we ain't talking about no money 

I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

Every time I talk to my baby mama 

She like "Blah, blah, blah, blah" 

Every time I fuck on my Spanish bitch 

She call me papa 

Every time I hit the club 

I came with all of my niggas 

Them niggas over there, they broke 

I take all of their bitches 

I spend all of this money 

Then get it right back in the morning 

Got that Sprite in my cup 

With some of that you ain't even know it 

Wash that zanny down with that Möet 

I be fucked up but I never show it 

Bought 10 bottles, I ain't even pour up 

I just came to make the shit go up 

Yeah, ball out on these hoes 

Bars out on these hoes, I'll leave without these hoes 

That's on my mama, that's on the game 

It's so loud, I can't hear what you're sayin' 

It was hard to hear at first 

I couldn't understand what you sayin' 

And these bitches bound to get hurt 

'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin' 

And I fuck with shorty on the low 

And I know she know I'm the man 

So that extra shit gotta go 

She probably don't know that I fucked her friend 

If she ask about it 

I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

When she try to argue with me 

I be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

Trying to get back with me 

I be like, "Hell nah nah nah" 

And we ain't talking about no money 

I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

I done made a hundred K this week 

Lord, why they wanna hate on me? 

All white, not a stain on me 

And these dads like KOD 

Pimp shit, should have a cane on me 

I'm in Saks, no c'est la vie 

I don't temp but that's 813 

Them niggas know I'm from the 313 

This bitch think she fuckin' with me 

Tell everybody bag herself 

And I did this on my own 

I ain't ever ask for help 

Fuck you mean? That's that cash you smelled 

Talk crazy, no pastors here 

Make a pussy do a backwards flip 

Hallelujah yeah the pastor's here 

Choppers spit, ch-choppers style 

Chopper style, hundred rounds 

Get on the ground, don't make a sound 

Keep runnin' your mouth, have them boys run in your house 

Silencer don't make a sound 

Blah, blah, blah, blah 

These pussies off their mark 

It was hard to hear at first 

I couldn't understand what you sayin' 

And these bitches bound to get hurt 

'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin' 

And I fuck with shorty on the low 

And I know she know I'm the man 

So that extra shit gotta go 

She probably don't know that I fucked her friend 

If she ask about it 

I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

When she try to argue with me 

I be like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

Trying to get back with me 

I be like, "Hell nah nah nah" 

And we ain't talking about no money 

I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah" 

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