Snow
Yeah
Yeah
Yeahhh
Just like Michael Jackson
I gotta do it big
I'm nice, I do everything
I'm much more like a Prince
It's light, but the hammer on me
Had to do a bid
I might cop the Virgil Maybach
Just to say I did
Just to piss you off
Yeah I hope you niggas flip yo' lids up
While I hit yo' bitch up
Hoe, like it's Christmas
Christmas
Yeah
Cause the dick I keep it gift wrapped
Hear that click-clack, let it snow
For real, when I blow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Get the picture
I made em see the vision
Took some time to build it
But now they know I meant it
Started from the trenches
I came up off the bench
Went from sitting in the crib
To standing on my biz'
I hopped off the damn porch
Trapped out the bando
I ran them bands up
Just to cop the Benz truck
It's never too much
Like Luther Vandross
I know I'm handsome
Cause my momma said so
Feel like cutting my ears
Something like a Van Gogh
This new shit is so mid
How they spin, I don't know
But I'll show these (niggas)
How to cook that new dope
My stove always serving up
The bass and treble yeah
Just like Michael Jackson
I gotta do it big
I'm nice, I do everything
I'm much more like a Prince
It's light, but the hammer on me
Had to do a bid
I might cop the Virgil Maybach
Just to say I did
Just to piss you off
Yeah I hope you niggas flip yo' lids up
While I hit yo' bitch up
Hoe, like it's Christmas
Christmas
Yeah
Cause the dick I keep it gift wrapped
Hear that click-clack, let it snow
For real, when I blow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Yeah
Yeahhh
Just like Michael Jackson
I gotta do it big
I'm nice, I do everything
I'm much more like a Prince
It's light, but the hammer on me
Had to do a bid
I might cop the Virgil Maybach
Just to say I did
Just to piss you off
Yeah I hope you niggas flip yo' lids up
While I hit yo' bitch up
Hoe, like it's Christmas
Christmas
Yeah
Cause the dick I keep it gift wrapped
Hear that click-clack, let it snow
For real, when I blow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Get the picture
I made em see the vision
Took some time to build it
But now they know I meant it
Started from the trenches
I came up off the bench
Went from sitting in the crib
To standing on my biz'
I hopped off the damn porch
Trapped out the bando
I ran them bands up
Just to cop the Benz truck
It's never too much
Like Luther Vandross
I know I'm handsome
Cause my momma said so
Feel like cutting my ears
Something like a Van Gogh
This new shit is so mid
How they spin, I don't know
But I'll show these (niggas)
How to cook that new dope
My stove always serving up
The bass and treble yeah
Just like Michael Jackson
I gotta do it big
I'm nice, I do everything
I'm much more like a Prince
It's light, but the hammer on me
Had to do a bid
I might cop the Virgil Maybach
Just to say I did
Just to piss you off
Yeah I hope you niggas flip yo' lids up
While I hit yo' bitch up
Hoe, like it's Christmas
Christmas
Yeah
Cause the dick I keep it gift wrapped
Hear that click-clack, let it snow
For real, when I blow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
Ain't nothing for me to get up
When it's time to go
Swerving lanes and drifting
Through that traffic on the road
I can take the heat
Because they left me in the cold
If they can't stop the rain then
I know they can't stop the snow
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