| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Wassup, turn me up a little bit, ya’ll ready, listen lil' nigga
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| Ridin' in that new thing with the top off
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| Honda red extra side, nigga hot sauce
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| Got a mini 14 in case it pop off
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| Yeah, it’s fresh out the pot, so it’s not soft
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| Got three or four baddies with me
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| And I swear them bitches ain’t leavin'
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| Know two or three niggas that switched up
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| That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
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| Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
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| Blow it all for no muthafuckin' reason
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| Pull up on the whole world with the top down
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| Middle finger, yeah bitch, it’s snow season
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| First you drop ya top, then ya cock ya Glock
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| Packin' the tool, we knock his ass out the box
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| Word to my granny, we kept crack at the spot
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| Go to Miami, we get it crackin' a lot
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| Let’s speak to J. Lo and shut it down right we gon' Liv
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| Party at the club took it straight to the crib
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| Bitch I’m about to drink so much champagne
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| Got on bout four or five chains, Rick James
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| Woke up in the morning with a bag on my mind
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| Black caramel thing, goddamn that bitch fine
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| Straight to the mall, buy some shit I don’t need
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| Pocket full of paper, yeah the type you don’t read
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| I got three or four baddies with me
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| And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin'
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| Know two or three niggas that switched up
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| That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
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| Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
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| Blow it all for no muthafuckin' reason
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| Pull up on the whole world with the top down
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| Middle finger, yeah bitch, it’s snow season
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| So you want million dollars, now you got a million reasons
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| Won’t stop 'til ya crib lookin' like that Four Seasons
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| Never had a job, yeah I got street money
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| Rent a room in my spot, yeah you might see money
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| Might not like it, but you niggas gon' respect it
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| Started this shit, for the muthfuckin' record
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| Got bad broad thang, she be havin' mood swings
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| One time she seen me wit another bitch, her mood changed
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| Got this other thang, yeah she like to eat sushi
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| Always bring her homegirls, they be actin' all bougie
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| This ain’t a TEC-9, this a muthafuckin' uzi
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| Al Pacino, bitch my life a muthafuckin' movie
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| I got three or four baddies with me
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| And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin'
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| Know two or three niggas that switched up
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| That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
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| Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
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| Blow it all for no muthafuckin' reason
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| Pull up on the whole world with the top down
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| Middle finger, yeah bitch, it’s snow season
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| I got three or four baddies with me
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| And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin'
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| Know two or three niggas that switched up
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| That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
|
| Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
|
| Blow it all for no muthafuckin' reason
|
| Pull up on the whole world with the top down
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| Middle finger, yeah bitch, it’s snow season
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| I got three or four baddies with me
|
| And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin'
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| Know two or three niggas that switched up
|
| That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
|
| Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
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| Blow it all for no muthafuckin' reason
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| Pull up on the whole world with the top down
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| Middle finger, yeah bitch, it’s snow season |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Snow Season , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album Pressure, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп