Snow tha product

You're welcome (ft. tech n9ne)

Snow tha product
Snow:
I mean don’t think I don’t even notice
I made a lot of these bitches step their game up
Or whip their game up
But I ain’t even salty though, I mean
Here I’ll go

Snow:
I’m not even gonna fuckin blame you bitches no more
I’mma start blaming your CEO
You just wanna move up
but they gots you up like your track’s too tough
then you see me flow
Then all of a sudden you know that your bars shit be told
Yall be thinking I’m too busy, never see these hoes
But I be letting bitches eat then I’m back in a week, I get back killing beats, call you PPO
Send your bitches to the ward niggas you have a take at my time spending money cuz I never had a dime
I can’t afford to live so I be make it back chillin suckin off my partner,
maybe I can get a board with this I wanna forget to grab a nigga scorcher shit
Taking whores that spit all this phony shit cCause I’m all that they want so you think you’re born again
Man I’ve been all that I need cause I can roar like a beast something you and I will know if I leave
She be so in yo T, watch every move that I be make em even, make em glue to you beast
‘Cause I guess that I was too busy talking got with me gutter bitches
See the reason these label heads need me I’m only tryin cook and cut these bitches
I tall em all like You sell gum come out and then hell come
Come on te… now tell them they want beef then I bring to them well done
They need meat, beat this, do it well done and I kill them
So now we could do the whoopin and I pray for em
Stay all on my shit that’s a tear drop then you’re welcome

Snow:
You’re welcome
You’re welcome
You’re welcome

Tech N9ne:
(Bitch)
Done came within my grim brain, the way I flip, it’s a fuckin shame
In pain when I spit game, man shit I been slain but the kin name in vain
Fuck it, taking that none of them sane but I know for one for sure that is insane
They may stumble upon but we been banging, ain’t no choppa would set when yo chin hangs nigga
A bit of marvelous, with snow, mixed with a bit of chocolate
We be giving the people, leave with apocalypse when they did this, I put em deep in necropolis
Quick chyeah, real sick then I hop in this chick pop in this
new tech, nog in this bitch giving her a lot of it droppin this dick
Oops , T a mind of her own see and I never know do you mind nigga don’t? Be alive and I see you now
Hit a motherfucker nerve, he hella disturbed was given the word he deserved to be free now
Celebrate til I drink hindo elevating like see the fall
Hella wakening, woke I been raw, have a nigga touching everything like a pinball
More hell comes for frail bombs
Course they’ll come on your girl’s tongue
Or tell some scum you are fell stung
Pour cells unsubscribe then you’re welcome

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