BLU (feat. Pretti Blu)
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Blu, Bluuuuuu Blu, Bluuuuuuuuu Blu, Bluuuuuuuuu Diamonds dancing missionary Blue lights gone and pop your shit Hunnids all blue Diamonds all blue They look like the ocean Color Tiffany Blue Light skinned bad bitch she looks like Italia Blue I eat on her pussy Just like Cordon Bleu She get on my nerves Got me feeling so blue All she want is the green That is why she is so blue My heart turning cold That my blood turning blue If you run up on me Then you'll get the blues Blu I'm blue Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di(Yeah, yeah, Yeah) Da ba dee da ba di (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm so blue Step on the scene with my blue suede shoes I am not Elvis, but I can move You think you slick, till I slide with this goo You'll get the clue, you'll change your hue Into a color opposite of blue When I'm through with you, you'll get the clue Just like blue, I leave no paw prints for the dogs wearing blue I'm blue like the bunny, cause I got the cream Frosty blue, I style like Glacier, I freeze Blue like the plate, cause I'm special, you see I dine on the lobster that color is blue Followed by oysters, the same color too I'm Bobby Boucher, cause I'm drenched that water Stones deep blue as the oceans and Florida These jewels ain't domestic, I had them imported Blue Chanel be aroma, I spritz Blue diamonds sparkle, they glist when it's lit Sapphire and turquoise on my necklace Cobalt and royal blue matching my wrist High off this indigo, indica But I guess you call it blue dream All of my cheddar, got blue strips on them guess that you can call it blue cheese Hunnids all blue Diamonds all blue They look like the ocean Color Tiffany Blue Light skinned bad bitch She looks like Italia Blue I eat on her pussy Just like Cordon Bleu She get on my nerves, got me feeling so blue All she want is the green, that is why she is so blue My heart turning cold That my blood turning blue If you run up on me Then you'll get the blues Bad lil' bitch, I don't need your money 20k diamonds hit a real lick come up Throw it back round like a real nigga want it I done held it down, they don't make em real like me I just want Balenci with the Prada and the Icy chest I don't understand why that's so bad When I go out my way It's a pretty blue thing Pussy real good, make em do things Take a shot of D'Usse Beat it up, leave that pussy blue, bae You know what to do to fold me up And gone and have your way Diamonds dancing missionary Blue lights gone and pop your shit Diamonds all blue They look like the ocean Cause I'm definitely blue My skin bad bitch Look like Italian blue I eat on the pussy Like cordon bleu She gets on my nerves Got me feeling so blue She's warm as the green That's why she is so blue My heart turning cold Then my blood turning blue If you run up on me Then you'll get the blues Blu
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Written by: Lonnie Craig Jr., Skye Joiner
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