Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paranormal Snaptivity, artist - Zelooperz.
Date of issue: 19.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Paranormal Snaptivity |
Pomegranate, pistachios, I ate her like some raisins ( |
WhoTheHellIsCarlo |
on no Casio, she watch me like a program |
each and every |
Pomegranate, and these niggas sleeping, they got |
, out the door, I gotta go |
Sit 'em down, pick me up, he got anything he want |
Yeah, this year, niggas better lay low (Lay low) |
baby girl, I let my brains go (Baow) |
Bustin' bops, tell that bitch «let that brain go» (Boppy) |
LL Bool J, give me Kangol, top n’em |
I can take or dick suck when you coppin' (Ayy) |
Bitch gettin' out of order like I don’t got options (Ayy) |
Play with the police, deliver the order |
I got all thse textures, I gt neck just like a ostrich |
Bitch wanna fuck so much, need water, my plug right here daughter |
I pick two grams out ya order |
Quadie Diesel came imported, nigga, I’m important |
I got these babies, nobody know they here, nigga, I got orphans |
I might stalk a opp on some stalker shit with that |
Jeffery Dahmer, I might chop your head and put it in a cooler |
Back the fuck up, I’m fresher than a fuck, bitch, don’t touch me |
CBT can’t be trusted, not familiar, get accustomed |
Trap look like West Coast Customs, |
just like 'Pac did |
Bitch can’t stop, look like Bernard Hopkins (Boom) |
Ain’t no boxing, AR-15 hit his body, leave his ass TikToking |
Left the trap, Donkey Kong, beat the block |
2Pac without the, Glock flip a Ford Escape |
Darkskin Tay-K (Phew-phew), do the race |
lose my taste, get the fuck out the way |
I’m booted up 'cause that what I do, African-American Tom Cruise |
Look like grandma with the broom, I’m Dwayne Johnson when he played on |
Married the trap, dropped the broom, DMX part two |
'Til that nigga died I was lootin', not in the loop, don’t go to assumin' |
Strippers talk to me like I’m regular, I’m not, I’m not no competitor |
She talk back, I federal, I’m fuckin' her, pick it apart like a editor |
All you niggas copy me, I’m a great dad, I wrap work like an Arab |
Erykah Badu with a basehead, twenty five hundred, I will never pay that |
I’m smokin' 'Za, gettin' zooted, I get the pesos in like ASAP |
I’m rockin' Rick Owens like A$AP, you rockin', we don’t play that |
Yeah, DNA top-notch, she taste that |
F&N gon' spin on my waist, I got a check like I’m workin' for ASCAP |
Bitch keep chattin', open up a, heroine dealer issue, where the base at? |
If you ain’t had it, nigga, just say that, guap, the mula, the fetti, |
we chase that |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sss, Philly |