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

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

Low key, under the radar, triple 'Vet, I call it the stealth
No machine, I could count it myself
Almost done, another quarter in ones
Thunder in the body tap, look what I've done
Chump change, I it rain for fun 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, hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, to the pots

I get them out of the back of my mind
I reminisce like J
Even in the drought, the boy that yay
A hundred percent served, snowman's

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

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

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

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
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

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

But I bury a ***
Put The on, Jim Carey a ***
Swede in the Chevy, got me feelin' 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
my adlibs, borrow my quotes
Make me I hop a ***, serve them with the
Next, be dressing like me
But back in '93, they wasn't stressing like me,

Snow man, getcha up high, it's 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 back to the block, back to the kitchen, to the pots