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Bluuwuu Video (MV)




Performed By: Digga D
Length: 3:05
Written by: Jordan Morris, Rhys Herbert




Digga D - Bluuwuu Lyrics
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CGM
Turn it up in my headphones please
Please, a little bit
Big strikes
Bang
Big pipes on big bikes
F*ck the-
(16 in this-)

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin

I won't roll with my gun and not use it (not use it)
I roll with my- and I use it (abuse it)
I had a little dots and I-
Let it off then bust the bluuwuu (baow, baow)
Numerous shootings, the mandem do this
Trust me, it's more than music (yeah)
Why you think I'm not liked in the industry?
Cah I'm in the street with the shooters (with the shooters)
I see my man and my man chillin' with my man
They're all wet, so man don't care (wet)
If I ask them who have the burned
That's the convo done right there (period)
Can't ask me who have you burned
I'ma look at you dumb like rare (delirious)
Don't you know who I am, I'm Shotgun Shane
I don't squeeze my gun in the air (I'm serious)
Why am I shootin' God for? (Why?)
We'll never make up, no contour (never)
This off-white's from offshore
Cats call back for a encore (they do)
Five jails, one year, been on tour
Walk in the store and buy out the shop floor (buy it)
White tee from Oaris, bonjour
Ten gone on this car, but I got more (I've got it, yeah, yeah)

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin

When I saw-, I was gassed like when I saw Nicki
I flew out the ride with my flicky
Stiff buck-fifty and then skidded off quickly
Scene left red, if you run (boom), and get trippy
He stayed and got burned, must have been smokin' barista-
Banged that wap, saw B.A. take off (bap)
I weren't in Heathrow or Gatwick (no)
I'm chattin' 'bout-
I made him run 'way when I slapped it (dickhead)
Opened the back bit, stuffed it and tapped it (bap, bap)
I'm too active
I was gonna f*ck- twice
But I realized that the one there catfish (she smelly)
Might be with the angels, if I fire this ting in my palm (and that's the firearm)
I'm in a hotel with smoke, bae, don't worry 'bout the fire alarm (that's cool)
She told her mates there's poles in the place
Ooh, that's warm (ooh)
I forgot that girls are chatty
Had the wap out like everyting's calm

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (grrt, baow)

CGM shit
Bluuwuu
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CGM
Turn it up in my headphones please
Please, a little bit
Big strikes
Bang
Big pipes on big bikes
F*ck the-
(16 in this-)

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin

I won't roll with my gun and not use it (not use it)
I roll with my- and I use it (abuse it)
I had a little dots and I-
Let it off then bust the bluuwuu (baow, baow)
Numerous shootings, the mandem do this
Trust me, it's more than music (yeah)
Why you think I'm not liked in the industry?
Cah I'm in the street with the shooters (with the shooters)
I see my man and my man chillin' with my man
They're all wet, so man don't care (wet)
If I ask them who have the burned
That's the convo done right there (period)
Can't ask me who have you burned
I'ma look at you dumb like rare (delirious)
Don't you know who I am, I'm Shotgun Shane
I don't squeeze my gun in the air (I'm serious)
Why am I shootin' God for? (Why?)
We'll never make up, no contour (never)
This off-white's from offshore
Cats call back for a encore (they do)
Five jails, one year, been on tour
Walk in the store and buy out the shop floor (buy it)
White tee from Oaris, bonjour
Ten gone on this car, but I got more (I've got it, yeah, yeah)

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin

When I saw-, I was gassed like when I saw Nicki
I flew out the ride with my flicky
Stiff buck-fifty and then skidded off quickly
Scene left red, if you run (boom), and get trippy
He stayed and got burned, must have been smokin' barista-
Banged that wap, saw B.A. take off (bap)
I weren't in Heathrow or Gatwick (no)
I'm chattin' 'bout-
I made him run 'way when I slapped it (dickhead)
Opened the back bit, stuffed it and tapped it (bap, bap)
I'm too active
I was gonna f*ck- twice
But I realized that the one there catfish (she smelly)
Might be with the angels, if I fire this ting in my palm (and that's the firearm)
I'm in a hotel with smoke, bae, don't worry 'bout the fire alarm (that's cool)
She told her mates there's poles in the place
Ooh, that's warm (ooh)
I forgot that girls are chatty
Had the wap out like everyting's calm

(Bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (bluu, bluuwuu)
I can't flag with the opps dem flaggin'
Take me in when I talk on beats
Trust me, it's more than rappin' (bluu, bluuwuu)
This one's old like-
I see my man turn into Usain Bolt
And- turn into Gatlin (grrt, baow)

CGM shit
Bluuwuu
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Writer: Jordan Morris, Rhys Herbert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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