Snake in the Grass lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


Chea man am like make the f*cker bark (herps)da sh*t hard
Flocka!!!
They say Flocka trippin shawty on that other sh*t
I keep the crowd jumping like im Kris Kross b*tch
I ain't gonna cross over, so any rap n*gga move over
They say i ain't gonna make it so b*tch yeah i gotta show ya
Man im known in the hood for making that f-ker bark
You know Flocka shoot first like John Stark
40 nights , 40 days, no Noah's ark
If we was livin in water ide be a shark
Im in the front you in the back like Rosa Parks
Got heart like Rosa Parks,eyy where the f*ck to start?
Dont gotta gun im a use a dart (bow)
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since gucci barked
b*tch we shootin over here no martial law

I got n*gga knowledge, your girlfriends pus*y got hella mileage
Ima street n*gga so middle finger to a college

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this sh*t
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a b*tch
12 pull up run back, i ain't goin to jail for sh*t
I got cars, ice and hoes shawty im n*gga rich

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this sh*t
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a b*tch
12 full of ryhme, i ain't go to jail for sh*t

I got cars, ice and hoes shawty im n*gga rich

Cartier no watch so high, that my ears popped
Right here where that lear dropped, hopped out yeah like
Thats hot now where the bread ima need that boo
When it off the head ima need like two
n*gga rich what that make you, Im a trigger chick my
Belt my proof

Now what you want Imma shut this down, n*gga try
To front like I dont run this town n*gga try to front like
I dont work this sh*t sh*t. n*gga hide the blunt I smell
The pigs. While Im tippin corners Im rollin with foreigners
My hoes be Brazilian Sicilian Honduras. Got bread to blow
Got a mean 16 turn the camera on let me rep my team
Im makin hits like back to back yall cute n sh*t, yall try
To rap. Get stupid chick how u trynna act Im stupid rich
No platinum plaques. Im n*gga rich boy what you rep
No n*gga business No n*gga checks. Cartier!

They say snakes in the grass so ima cut this sh*t
All these girls want this cash so i can't trust a b*tch
12 pull up run back, ain't goin to jail for sh*t
I got cars, ice and hoes shawty im n*gga rich (2x)

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