The Saga of Harrison Crabfeathers
de Snow Tha Product
I got some few chicks, few clips
Bitches with some pistols
Got that pretty face, but don’t catch a case
Fuck with em and lord be with you,
Lord be with you, lord be with you
Yeah lord be with you
I think that everybody put in they big end
But this chick here ain’t auctioning
Snow tha product dumb big uncut
But i whip back into shape and i will rock again
These hoes stay salty like condiments
But i be killin game and i’ll chalk a bit
These square ass bitches already in the right shape
For me they no more than a box of mints
I flip the shirt like i flip the work
I flip a ditch like i flip the bitch
And i’m makin money legitimate
But my side hustle fin to make me rich
My money movin and circlin
I work the scale like i work the way
I work in early and i work in late
And i pose the bitch and she will work the day
What you tellin me, you ain’t hearin me?
What you think i might schyzo this weird to me?
You think i’m fin to have a fellow take care of me?
Bitch at 17 i was facin hela felonies
Think you the stick up kid you ever met
Then i had a couple chicks at telling zats
Hoes harass, got get gas, and i throw her ass out the house
Cause i’m back on deck yes!
I got some few chicks, few clips
Bitches with some pistols
Got that pretty face, but don’t catch a case
Fuck with em and lord be with you,
Lord be with you, lord be with you
Yeah lord be with you
Look, what you know about chicks
Puttin chicks on the blade
Getting dough after shows everyday
Sellin coke on the close
And you know we gonn go and get that bitches paid
I had a cousin named diana, she know that...
She smoke weed but never bammer,
And she so hen on montana
Yeah that white girl with that master pill
I had a hoe in 09 and the...real
Craig’s list, yeah bitch, yeah we had a deal
She crazy, paid me to post ...chill
I got pimpin in my bones, bitches run the shows
I got tipped from all these hoes
And they be postin getting dough
What you tellin me, you ain’t hearin me?
What you think i might schyzo this weird to me?
You think i’m fin to have a fellow take care of me?
Bitch at 17 i was facin hela felonies
I got mexicans with shipments
We out here and we shippin
Got latin hoes with no passports
And getting money in they spirit
I got some few chicks, few clips
Bitches with some pistols
Got that pretty face, but don’t catch a case
Fuck with em and lord be with you,
Lord be with you, lord be with you
Yeah lord be with you
Hot girls we got em, west coast we got em
East coast, we got em, down south we got em
Snow tha product yeah we got em
Hot girls we got em, west coast we got em
East coast, we got em, down south we got em
Snow tha product yeah we got em.
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