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New on the range rover, good one man
Mother*** acting like I ain't to shine
I ain't the one, not the two
One in the chamber we're aiming at you

The young Bob Barker, the price is
If you C.O.D. then you get them tonight
Put the fish scale on the
If Roy went postal, all he do is mail

Low key, the radar, triple black 'Vet, I call it the stealth
No currency machine, I could count it
Almost done, another quarter in ones
Thunder in the body tap, look what I've done
change, I make it rain for fun wussup

Snow man, hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, to the kitchen, back to the pots
Snow man, hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots

I get them bars out of the back of my
I reminisce Mary J
Even in the drought, the boy kept yay
A hundred percent served, word

You can play my and my clientele, why
I'm addicted to new car smell
cookies in a plastic bag
New on the coupe with the paper tag

Whole life flash right your eyes
See the troopers and get butterflies
Got a thing for Heckler and Koches
A 14 and Rolex watches

Somewhere in the back of my secret brain
I get a rush when I tote that
Get money, *** *** them
All we fear is the discovery and papers, wussup

Snow man, hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, to the pots
Snow man, getcha hands up high, ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, to the pots

I'm a *** man, I stand on my own two
200,000 cash, I'm my own team
Right to your door, operation so sweet
I like little dude who keeps his so neat

But I bury a ***
Put The Mask on, Jim a ***
Swede ends in the Chevy, got me awkward
with the sweets, don't burn my seats

You could live your whole life and not close
Guess that's why these rap *** take
Recite my adlibs, my quotes
Make me I hop a ***, serve with the toast
Next, they be like me
But back in '93, they wasn't stressing me, wussup

Snow man, getcha up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the
Snow man, getcha hands up high, ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots