Lyrics:
could
Stay home just be by myself
I wanna be I wanna be
Walking free can't you see
Snap my fingers just like that
Don't get what I want and that's a fact
sweat drippin'
Make you snap your vertebrae
Drop this dead weight
Drink before they congregate
They said assassinate the hate
But yeah it just
Creciendo
Moviéndose
¡Qué vaina rica!
Now, break it down!
Break it down, hey!
Gotta keep going! [going]
Gotta keep moving! [moving]
Gotta keep knowing!
on the snap its cut I fuck witchu
If I keep it on the low its cus I
Old bitch call my phone answer like who this
New girl give me goosebumps every time we kiss
ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Lets get gone
Walk it out
(Now walk it out think bout it, aaahhh snap)
Now rock rock rock rock
You can do it all by yo'self
I'mma buy
time for the people, clap clap
Letting the media mislead them with a snapback
Snap back to reality
Because you're too easy to distract, now
What will it
you neck snap back
My shit is what the niggas like
Gangsta as funk is all we write
Well it ain't got no slang if it ain't got no funk
And you shit
floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Africa got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second
I got my city on the snap
Got the team on my back
I been tripping on this track
I need 3 hunnid racks
Ima take it
All the way?
All the way
Run it
a trance
snap of her fingers taking off your pants
Pull up This ain't by chance
She's got it down to a twisted romance
She's the devil in disguise don't trip
break that
Talk bout love Yeah I ain’t on that
Girls still calling my phone on snap
Girls still sending me hearts on chat
But I don’t do love so I won’t
know how
But my stomach starts to wrench as my muscles contract
Then I'm attacked, I'm wracked by spasms up in my back
Spine stretched till it'll snap
sliding in a fast car
Two hundred on my dashboard
She want it? Gotta ask for it
She gon' break her back for it
Bust it open on the snap for me
Last n****
around once I met the growers
Think I'm lacking all you want it's too late once I show it
Get onna beat and I snap like a poet
I snap like I'm broken
He
surrounded by them demons
He had a bunch of bad bitches lining up to meet him
They reselling the tickets a thousand dollars just to see him
I wanna dress
I used to want the grill with metallic on top
People snap chattin when a young'n ride by
I'd be slippin if I park it outside
Whip it real slow, but
jockin'(jockin') even though they guns be knockin'
Got to block it, throw my hands up and we dip it up and brawl
Talking all that nonsense, not being heard by me
Oh snap this a classic
No shit go hit
Let your momma hear it go ahead and blast it
Crack for the masses
You and me kid we could brake the night
Condoleezza Rice
she a freak on the mic
Instagram for the likes
Take a pic for the snap
Make the face to the book
Check em off Nike
Got another girl by tonight
I got stones on my fist like I’m thanos
Snap of my wrist
You disappear by my note
Purple on my coat like a rhino
Gold on my wrist like a high note
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
never seen again
I'll snap your spine, I'll shred your face
I'll spray your blood all over the place
I'll give you a taste of hate by my hand
I'll split
by)
Spread the word they gon
Feel us
(Spread the word they gon feel us)
Can't snap out of it
System full of liquor
Nice try
Cant go celebate
In life
is swing by your house
Won't try to talk you out of it
Though I think I should try
All I wanna do is is swing by your house
Won't try to snap you out
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