paroles de chanson Snoopin' - Twista
Have
mercy,
mercy,
mercy,
mercy,
mercy
Oh,
oh,
oh
Have
mercy,
mercy,
mercy,
mercy
me
Now
now
when
my
boo
let
me
break
'em
off
Freaky
when
we
makin'
love
I
can
do
shit
to
you
that'll
make
you
shake
in
lust
Comin'
through
how
I
be
stoppin'
off,
kinky
when
I
make
you
cum
How
could
you
wanna
do
shit
that'll
make
me
break
the
trust?
Shoulda
knew
you
were
sheisty
the
way
you
lick
me
on
my
body
And
actin'
shady
when
I'm
out
the
crib,
lightly
'Cause
somethin'
bogus
just
to
fight
me
spite
me
all
in
my
area
Plus
I'm
a
Sagittarius,
you
a
Pisces
For
some
reason
we
be
clickin'
like
we
on
business
But
you
be
on
some
bullshit
Askin'
me
where
I
go,
what
I
do,
how
I
kick
it
Won't
you
get
with
it
baby
girl,
I
don't
cheat
on
you
and
pull
shizz
Now
who
don't
wanna
roll
on,
chrome
with
then
go
home
with
Get
you
to
the
crib,
give
you
some
grown
dick
I
let
you
hold
my
pounds
down,
purchasin'
you
phones
and
fits
How
many
times
I
told
you,
I
ain't
known
shit
But
you
steady
don't
listen
even
though
it's
your
friends
that
listen
Gotta
have
trust,
but
you
won't
back
up
on
a
couple
I'll
catch
you
wishin'
Claimin'
that
I'm
fuckin'
on
another
bitch
and
All
in
my
privacy
on
no
premonition,
you
trippin'
Tell
me
why
do
you
doubt
a
brother,
in
one
ear
and
out
the
other
'Cause
in
my
shirt
you
done
found
number
You
steady
lurkin'
while
I
was
up
in
the
shower
Dumpin'
all
of
my
pants
pockets,
trippin'
'cause
you
done
found
a
rubber
And
all
I
gotta
say
is
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
I
was
sittin'
in
the
front
just
watchin'
videos
Readin'
my
magazine,
my
vibe
magazine,
yeah
I
coulda
sworn
that
I
turned
my
damn
two
way
off
But
damn
I
heard
it
ring,
I
think
I
heard
it
ring,
yeah
If
it's
somethin'
that
you
think
that's
wrong
got
you
feelin'
insecure
I'm
grown
baby
let
me
know,
and
then
I'll
let
you
know
'Cause
I'm
the
one
that's
footin'
the
bills
And
I'm
not
the
wrong
one,
that's
for
real
You
can
get
your
shit
and
go,
go
Now
you
don't
see
me
all
up
in
your
dresser
drawers
You
don't
see
me
goin'
through
your
jag
You
don't
see
me
in
your
celli
you
don't
see
me
Searchin'
through
your
thongs
And
you
don't
see
me
though
your
Gucci
bag
Baby
you
got
the
shabazz
Sometimes
you
need
a
swift,
kick
up
the
ass
Just
to
to
see
how
far
a
foot
can
go
Would
you
wash
it
and
took
it
slow,
couldn't
though
Pressure
cookin'
low,
bitch
I
hope
you
find
what
you
lookin'
fo'
I'm
losin'
focus
from
fuckin'
witchu,
don't
get
me
charged
Come
in
from
a
show,
my
whole
closet
be
picked
apart
If
anybody
should
be
paranoid
in
this
motherfucker
it
should
be
me
I'm
the
one
smokin'
hydro
by
the
jars
You
need
to
leave
my
stuff
alone,
go
and
get
some
business
of
your
own
'Cause
me
and
you
ain't
spendin'
precious
time
together
Baby
don't
touch
mine,
I
shouldn't
need
a
"Don't
Touch"
sign
I
ain't
explainin'
nothin',
you
can
find
whatever
And
all
I
gotta
say
is
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
Now
when
I
get
up
in
your
ooh
watcha
katcha
Move
to
the
mm
ch
ka
mm
ch
ka
mm
ahh,
don't
lie
You
peepin'
the
details
of
my
fax,
mail
and
voice
mail
And
email
and
why
sugar?
Don't
try
To
come
up
with
the
justification
for
what
you
doin'
The
relationship's
about
to
be
ruined
for
what
you
persuin'
Steadily
tryna
see
who
I'm
screwin'
like
I'm
fuckin'
the
nation
It's
nothin'
but
hatin'
that
the
homies
be
doin'
Spittin'
rumors
all
up
in
your
ear,
tension
in
the
atmosphere
Baby
what's
the
mission
here,
listen
here
You
lookin'
for
numbers
and
fist
in
hair
It
must
be
here
for
a
reason
so
quit
before
I
have
to
make
you
disappear
I
can
do
without
you
pokin'
through
pockets
Prophecy's
potent,
whatchu
peepin'
fo'?
I
hate
the
way
that
all
this
time
to
tell
what
I
been
thinkin'
Shoulda
told
you
when
I
thought
about
it
a
week
ago
But
now
I'm
tellin'
you
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
Hey
baby
hey
baby
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
That's
not
right
Snoopin'
through
my
things
I
don't
do
it
to
you
You
shouldn't
do
that
to
me
1 Get Me
2 Kill Us All
3 Pimp On
4 Slow Jamz
5 Overnight Celebrity
6 Still Feels So Good (feat. Jazze Pha)
7 Drinks
8 Badunkadunk
9 One Last Time
10 So Sexy
11 Higher (feat. Ludacris)
12 Snoopin'
13 Like A 24 (feat. T.I. & Liffy Stokes)
14 Hope (feat. Cee-Lo)
15 Sunshine (feat. Anthony Hamilton)
16 Art & Life (Chi-Roc) [feat. Memphis Bleek, Young Chris & Freeway]
17 So Sexy Chapter II (Like This) (Radio Edit)
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