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snowsa - Yank Riddim lyrics

Artist: snowsa

album: Yank Riddim


Show somin' with the beat!
Snow-phra Winfrey, Snow-ko Ono, whatever
Call me whatever I'm here to talk that talk
Flip the money, flip more, yeah (Flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it)
Tip her 'cause she twerkin' on her tip-toes (Tip it, tip it, tip it, tip it)
Still doin' numbers like a pin code (Huh?)
An' still been in the block, like I been hose (Skrrt)
Wrists on the rocks like the Flintstones (Babies)
Pack in, lookin' like a zip-code
You a ten niggas, I want ten hoes (Flash)
And they all free, free, like a nympho (Ooh)
Fifty stacks, show me (what) it'll bend for
And I'm still buzzin' like I'm Ken Ford
I keep it there, hoe, I'm in pimp mode
And while I get high she gon' get low (Ayy, ayy)
You're my dog, you're my D-O-G (Ahuh)
Can't see, (Ahuh) POP (Cool it down)
And they call me frosty but I never freeze (Ahuh)
Icey, (Ahuh) no sleep (ahuh)
And then I ride
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the guap
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the-
(Out your feelings, get up and go get 'em)
(This is the Yank Riddim, this is the Yank-)
Hit me, on my, call log
I don't answer no fross
I make it eat eat eat until the jaw gone
I don't never, ever take no loss and then I rock
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the guap
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the-
(Out your feelings, get up and go get 'em)
(This is The Yank Riddim, this is the Yank-)
How you my competitor when I'm your developer (Huh?)
They hit me on my site, oh yeah they know I ain't no regular (Nah)
How'd ya set the temperature? I got the pink from Ecquador
Fresher than a freshner, in the block she be like senator
And I'm high, yeah I'm up their with the pilot
Niggas bring me up just to come around quiet (Shh)
I can't tell if they cold or they frightened
Snowsa come around and I hit 'em with that lightning
You're my dog, you're my D-O-G (Ahuh)
Can't see, (Ahuh) POP (Cool it down)
Nigga got my shirt I ain't there find a T
Can't see, top freak
And then I ride
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the guap
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the-
(Out your feelings, get up and go get 'em)
(This is The Yank Riddim, this is the Yank-)
Niggas dont like me 'cause I'm grimey (Fiesty)
And I like to mix my ten with my ninety
I be checkin' all these niggas 'cause I'm Nikey, yeah
And these bitches really like me 'cause I'm spicy
And we go on and on about the party
All over these dollies, all them want my body
Lookin' all flossy, Karats all upon me
Come for all my bars, they always get it saucy
'Cause when I do my bop she gon' give me top (Ayy what you do?)
When I do my bop, she gon' give me top (Ayy what you do?)
When I do my bop, she gon' give me top (What you do?)
Ayy, she a lil' thot
'Cause when I do my bop she gon' give me top
And I do my bop when she give me top
She a lil' thot, she a lil' thot
Yeah I hit my bop when she give me top
She a lil' thot, she a lil' thot
(Yo I'm with the fucking saucy possy right now bro)
(Dude pull up)
You're my dog, you're my D-O-G (Ahuh)
Can't see, (Ahuh) POP (hold it down)
Nigga got my shirt I ain't there find a T
Can't see, top freak
And then I ride
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the box
Shawty said she see me on the block, I hit the (Please)

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