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

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm than LL
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from
My whip from Germany, I'm than LL
I a nigga like patty cake
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 nigga like cake

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

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

2]
My VVS
I'm booted up, I got pills than a CVS
I'm the shit, baby girl, so I got in my drawers
All this money like a nigga hit the fuckin' Ball
Sippin' on champagne, my whip on Dana
No time for you lames, I'm flyer a plane
I'm like a train, she love to give me brain
You shootin' with eyes closed, you ain't Sniper Gang
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 ass in the vet, ten bracelets on her neck
You know Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the 'jects

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 from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
I clap a like patty cake
I clap a nigga patty cake
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, me Ragu
I love my girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
I clap a like patty cake