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

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

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

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

I get bars out of the back of my mind
I reminisce Mary J
Even in the drought, the boy kept yay
A hundred percent served, snowman's

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

Whole flash right before your eyes
See the state and get butterflies
Got a thing for them and Koches
A minute 14 and watches

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

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
man, getcha 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'm a *** man, I stand on my own two
200,000 cash, I'm buying my own
to your front door, operation so sweet
I like little who keeps his money so neat

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

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

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