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Sniper
Yeah, I this lil' beat right here
Yeah, a nice little beat
I'm sippin' on
Yeah, I'm finna a picture
Finna paint me a picture
What this Oh this the new Belaire too
This the white wine, I like the wine

I'm on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip Germany, I'm cooler than LL
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler LL
I clap a like patty cake
I clap a nigga like patty
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, me Ragu
I love my baby girl pussy bald, her Caillou
I clap a nigga like cake

1]
Yeah, a way
I'm 'bout to grab the Wraith, I'm 'bout to the key
I'm 'bout to snatch your baby girl and all on her face
I got a feelin' that today be a fantastic day
I'm gettin' tired of the Rollie, I think I Patek Philippe
It's either I win or you lose, 'cause I won't defeat
And wanna have the sauce, well I got the recipe
I'm sippin' on 'cause it make me feel like I'm on ecstasy
I left my baby, when I come home, I be rubbin' on her
And she be always in my chair, she hate I be in the streets
My rims taller my son, I'm 'bout to drop another one
You think a nigga in a band the way I hit him that drum, ayy

I'm on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip Germany, I'm cooler than LL
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler LL
I clap a like patty cake
I a nigga like patty cake
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me
I my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
I a nigga like patty cake

2]
My VVS
I'm up, I got more pills than a CVS
I'm the shit, baby girl, so I got stains in my
All money like a nigga hit the fuckin' Power Ball
on champagne, my whip on Dana Dane's
No time for you lames, I'm flyer a plane
I'm ridin' like a train, she love to me brain
You shootin' with your eyes closed, you ain't Sniper
She held me down I was gone, I bought her Audemars Piguet
I love her like I love my brother, so I let her be my
I put her thick ass in the vet, ten bracelets on her
You know lil' Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my from Bel-Air
My whip Germany, I'm cooler than LL
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from
My from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
I clap a nigga like patty
I clap a nigga like cake
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me
I love my baby girl bald, call her Caillou
I clap a like patty cake