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Empire: Original Soundtrack, Season 2 Volume 1


Artist: Empire Cast
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 10
Year: 2015

Bout 2 Blow Lyrics - Empire: Original Soundtrack, Season 2 Volume 1 - Empire Cast

Blow, blow, blow, I'm bout to blow 

I'm bout to blow, I'm bout to blow, I'm bout to blow 

I'm bout to blow, I'm bout to blow, I'm bout to blow 

 

Had my eyes on the throne since I came to this Earth 

Greatness, I'm destined for more than the universe 

I'm a king, boss, rule everything I survey, know my word 

Put in work, work, work 

I run the turf like a running back 

Hand me the ball and I ran it back 

Score every time like I'm intercept 

I run the team, call me quarterback 

I ain't come from the bottom but still had to grind for it 

Pop plotted on me but momma, she ride for me 

Tell 'em Tim 

 

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We winning got money so long it a take 

A life time for us to try to spend it 

Grind like LeBron put up numbers 

We balling we the ones contending 

Pull up in foreigns It look like a alien could hop up in it 

Ain't nobody out here that's flyer 

 

So we bout to blow, we bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

Say we bout to blow, we bout to blow, we bout to blow 

We bout to blow, we bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

Say we bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

 

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Tell them I'm comin' and nobodies stoppin' me 

I want it all and that's just how it got to be 

Handle my business, I do it so properly 

Nobody copy me, my monopoly 

Building my dynasty, here for the fortune, takin' no losses 

Whatever it takes I get through it no caution 

'Till I'm in the coffin 

Ride with no brakes, I won't stop or fall off this 

Might turn out on it 

Ride through the night, I'mma shine in the mornin' 

Cause I want the Forbes list 

TImbo, Timbo, kill 'em 

 

We winning got money so long it a take 

A life time for us to try to spend it 

Grind like LeBron put up numbers 

We balling we the ones contending 

Pull up in foreigns It look like a alien could hop up in it 

Ain't nobody out here that's flyer 

 

So we bout to blow, we bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

Say we bout to blow, we bout to blow, we bout to blow 

We bout to blow, we bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

Say you bout to blow, blow, blow, blow 

We bout to blow, we bout, we bout, we bout to blow 

We bout to blow 

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