Текст песни Snazzy - Scando Stevie
Camera
lens
zoom
in,
flash
on
the
star-studded
Diamond
bezel
bracelets,
wrist
and
arms
flooded
Ariatie
thug
it,
classy
beyond
rugged
Shiney,
crimey,
dangle
the
charm
clustered
Priceless,
expensive
niceness
look
righteous
When
light
hits,
it
gives
off
halogen
brightness
You
picture,
a
hood
nigga
with
good
figures
From
ganglands,
where
opps
get
pushed
in
wood
chippers
Hold
court
in
the
streets,
laws
different
from
congress
Endorsed
by
another
source
weaponry
sponsors
Walk
like
a
player,
talk
like
a
mack
Like
a
con
out
for
rec,
put
da
hawk
in
ya
back
Barrel
in
yo
mouth,
let
it
burn
like
hot
peppers
Hotter
than
Nevada,
that's
why
I
cop
desserts
Life
was
a
beach
but
on
it,
it
got
better
Life
was
a
beach
but
on
it,
it
got
better
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
Tranced,
by
shimmering
paint
V-12
auto
Candy,
7 series
floating
thru
portals
Soft
leather
interior,
cherry
wood
paneling
Skinny
tires
rotate,
with
batmobile
handling
Butterscotch
vixen,
passenger
side
sitting
Looking
right
everything
tight,
she
like
Christian
Dior,
and
like
to
Fuck
at
four
seasons
Is
that
your
bitch,
Stephen's
giving
raw
penis?
Perks
for
celebrities,
she
toss
her
wedding
ring
Risking
everything,
just
to
say
she
was
next
to
me
Eventually,
I'll
release
her
to
your
custody
Yea
she
a
bad
bitch,
but
it
was
the
nut
for
me
Flights
to
catch,
jet
waiting
on
the
tarmac
Deals
to
close,
my
signature
on
contracts
Autographs
on
bra
straps
and
thong
tags
Make
an
appointment,
if
you
trying
to
get
in
contact
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
That's
all
I
hear
when
you
niggas
rap,
quit
it
scrap
Most
of
y'all
aint
into
that,
praying
and
wishing
that
You
wasn't
trapped,
in
slave
deals
with
a
pimp
attached
Sold
mad
records,
but
going
home
with
chicken
scratch
Circus
clowns
get
down,
for
ringmasters
Sleepwalking,
that
drip
is
dream
catchers
Stylist,
fit'em
to
standards
that
ain't
valid
Weirdo
fashion,
like
trends
in
met
gala
Oversized
chains,
clink
clank
when
you
sport'em
Rented
vees,
low
equities
you
think
you
awesome
Don't
write,
none
of
your
bars
fraud
you
bought'em
You'll
never
be
a
goat,
violating
da
art
form
Real
ones
despise
that,
won't
listen
or
buy
that
Should
bury
your
trash,
somewhere
in
a
mine
shaft
Sick
of
cats
lying,
so
they
can
seem
solid
Get
no
props
for
that,
you
rappers
please
stop
it
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
So
snazzy,
they
all
love
me
That's
life,
when
you
getting
all
this
money
So
flashy,
the
hoes
want
me
Y'all
broke,
can't
get
nothing
from
me
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