Scando Stevie - Snazzy текст песни

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



Авторы: Stephen Reid



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