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Slayer77 - Snakeman lyrics

Artist: Slayer77

album: lost files (exclusives)


Woah!
Slayer (Woo)
That baddie lil' shortie said she got a new man
Now all of a sudden she say she got no man
I'm watching my pocket I'm cutting like 4 bands
What's up with your hoe when she tell me "Good Morning" (Yeah)
I float on the beat I'm really jumping soaring
I'm going up everyday, it just be boring (Buh!)
I really do wanna I'm finna go for it (Woah)
She calling me I can never just ignore it (Woah)
On my dick and I don't know why
Put you on the ground and we finna shoot from the side
Still mad at nigga me and your demise
You should know these rappers on my side
Tired of niggas they are just a nuisance
Already know that's he's not gonna do shit
Shut the fuck up because you was talking all that bullshit
Shut the fuck up you was talking that bullshit (Yeah, yeah)
You wanna talk about me don't be surprised when I speak back
No I don't ever want you to come back (You to come back)
Want you to come back (You to come back)
You can't even take my soul
You know I'm blowing her back
And I'm finna run up with a bag
Telling her "I know that I'm right"
Talking like that to me what is you doing
I treat the leaders but that really not fair
I got the chopper that shit get to boxing
You know my baby so why is you fucking
I feel like James that's why I like Elon
Finna get piled I got a Perc' it's what he on
These niggas really my sons with the telekinesis
I feel like I'm raised with the Dion
I do it better than they do
You know that can't nobody fuck with Z-o-k-u!
I treat my opps like some art, that we goin feel them
While they fuck around and erase you
Might as well come up on mars on a space coupe
I put that boy in the wood I'ma face you
I'm still in villains ain't certified killers
You talk down on me they gon shoot if I say too
No supersonic I'm just being honest
We stay on that lil nigga head like a bonnet (Woo)
Aim assist when I'm ripping your shit
Niggas would've thought? was fucking robotic
We causing anarchy under the streets
When we turn that shit up we goin' make it chaotic
Diamonds they sit on my neck and my ears
I got rocks on my body I'm feeling like Onyx
Money keep coming and I tell my brother to leave
Cause they keep getting hot at the spot
And I feel like Roddy cause I'm getting rich
But I also keep me a lil' Glock in a box
Body on me it's goin take off your locks
Spin around like a CD on your block
This nigga got so much holes in his body
They would've thought he was a new pair Crocs
Come in the car I come up in a vertical
She love my verse cause my rapping too lyrical
Back in the squad I be up like pedestal
Get in the Charlie I'm up like a edible
Circle my name and get tossed like a vegetable
Rap on these beats and I be like incredible (Woo-woo)
I spend a bag on the check correct
I shoot a ball hit the neck wet
He wanna talk on the gang and the squad (Uh huh)
He make that bricks like he text (Brick)
Yea making the money they wanna flex (Dead)
Yea move with the money I'm too quick
One k in my pocket I'm moving like two bricks
And I'm making her cum like I got two dicks
Shoot like a climber you thought he was climbing
I don't want the shawty she taking my money
You think that's it's funny
I got a pack and it's all in my pocket I dance for her money
I gotta get on your shawty she back in the party
They know that I'm playing Atari
I gotta move like I'm motherfucking G
And I walk in that house and she look like a thotty
That girl in the car and I'm revving the ritz
And you know that I'm going so fast that she falling
I'm talking that shit we pull up on the spot
We ain't sending location but we got the drugs
I'm not making these people that shit is not fly
I just got these new diamonds that shit finna shine
I know that they finna hate on me
Cause really I been going crazy (Yeah)
I know that these niggas hate me
But I don't got the time for conversations (Yeah!)
I told my mama I did it yeah
Just to go out and get it yeah
I won't find out for my city
Money I'm mixing the drink with the Henny
I'm more than locals heads up on a penny
I said I don't get out of my city
I'm finna live these demons is winning me
And you know I never let a hater trigger me
I'm a rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
I ain't doing shit lil' bitch just get into it, come on
They gon' get me mad
Mad
Mad
They gon' shoot your mans
Mans
Mans (Woo)
That baddie lil' shortie said she got a new man
Now all of the sudden she said she got no man
I'm watching my pocket I'm cutting like 4 bands
What's with your hoe when she tell me "Good Morning"
I float on the beat I'm really jumping soaring
I'm going up everyday it just be boring (Buh!)
I really do wanna I'm finna go for it
She calling me I can never just ignore it
(Lawsy, pick up)
(Mimo)

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