First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap we on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out
Patty cake patty cake microwave These suckas make a square, god damn I'm paid I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you is so not Show me what your working with, just like that Turn around, bend over, bring it back Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back So Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a rap
Wrap it up in the club, ya I'm so crazy These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze I try to tell them but these niggas aint hear me Mossberg pump, i'm riding shotgun literally Live from the projects, you know what it is Hey Snowman can I get an adlib Get the club crunk, cant take that from me A drop ya, still got a lil jon money
First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out
I see you lookin, what you looking at Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass I'm so clean but I'm so grimey So dirty but yet I'm so shiney My nigga, Kiki B told me me finish my meal Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing Nigga, I can't lose the whole city's behind me
First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out
I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares We pop chris my niggas and still drink beer What did you expect man I came from nothing Real street niggas wouldnt change for nothing Got my nigga out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings It ought to be a crime just to feel this good I swear it ought to be a crime just to be in this hood
First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh and jump in one of them cars Hit the club and get one of them broads It's a wrap on the way to the house My 345 I be king of the house Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
