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[Chorous]See |
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I'm done with this two-step |
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Man I just snap, |
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Man I just snap, |
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Man I just snap |
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And I ain't callin up for those drinks no more |
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I just snap |
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Man I just snap, |
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Man I just snap |
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And I ain't hollin at these ho's no more |
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I just snap |
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Man I just snap, |
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Man I just snap |
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And they know when it's time to go |
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I just snap |
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Man I just snap, |
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Man I just snape[Verse 1] |
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When I say jump, |
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You better start leapin' |
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When I say crawl, |
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Then you better start creepin' |
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As soon as |
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I hit the club, |
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The weed smoke lingers |
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I don't say shit, |
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I just snap fingers |
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Kev Federline and a whole set of dimes' |
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Cause Benjamin |
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Franklin is a good friend of mine |
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I know your mad 'cause your girl wants to watch me |
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But I hate haters like the fucking paparazzi |
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Sit back and watch me, ' |
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Cause you can't stop me |
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I'm drinkin |
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French Connection, blowin on |
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BroccliYou got lil dough, |
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I got cake with no iceing |
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K-Federline, |
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I snap like |
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Mike Tyson[[Chrous]]'' '' ''[[Verse 2]] |
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When I snap my fingers, |
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Then your heads the target |
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Everywhere |
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I go they drop the red carpet |
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I'm the pancake man, |
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Fuck a hand shake man |
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I snap my fingers and nod my head |
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Girl make me happy and please make it snappy |
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I give you an order, you better run like an athlete |
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When Kev touchdown like the endzone |
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Snap, Valet man park the |
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EntoWithout a scratch, and it's a fact |
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The rap game was locked, |
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Until I broke the latch |
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Please, remember the name |
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K-FedAnd I ain't even drunk, the media want |
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Kev deadTwistin' up every little word that |
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Kev saidWell tell them fuckerazzis they can give |
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Kev headI snap like they do in |
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AtlantaPeep, the ice care, |
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Got Juelz like |
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Santana[[Chorous]]'' '' ''[[Verse 3]] |
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I ain't tryin to get to yell and shit |
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So when you hear that snap, then get the hell in the whip |
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And chickenheads they scare me, |
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Tryin' to get near me |
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Like "Kev you still married?" |
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Yeah bitch, you can holla' and call security |
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I'm sick with 10 mills, the only thing that's curing me |
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Yeah, I'm hotter than a pizza oven |
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Magazines drop the lies and |
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I precede the clubbin' |
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I'm poppin' bottles, all the models, like to see me comin' |
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All you ladies pay attention |
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I'll teach you somethin' |
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Louis Vaton from my feet to my arm |
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If your broke than your probably thinkin' |
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I'm speakin' in tongue[[Chrous]]'' '' '' |