s. teez – snuffaluffalovin lyrics
i’m an earful of lyrical sh-t. not spiritual but i f-cked buddha’s lil’ sis
crisp, without the apples, high on a mountain, you gon need grapples
flow so sick, hachoo, glue your nose to your shoe. call you shoeface, you batman?
i’m 2 face. my shoe lace is made out of gold, so dudes say, dudes got swag for days and days…inn
open the curtain, the plays in
op era, gimme more oj, from the tropica, or tropicana, gimme a can a’ the good sh-t
my flow so sick, like i sh-t in the bisquick
brown pancakes, smack a b-tch after i give her 9 handshakes
scare her, yeah i’m scarier than a hare with a harrier
bunny rabbit, spitting the flow, you can have it, not just for kids, adolescents can grab it
the essence of the bestest, names smeez, can’t find me? look for this b-tch on her knees
room smells like febreez, please, please me, says the girl in the green tee
fuze, light it, news is, i’m brighta
i’m nude, gimme a lighta
goes down smooth, apple cida
but it’s not christmas, put me on your wishlist. cause your gonna wish this. never ends, flows a rapist, call it big ben
i’mma tape this
go head and taste this. not a swag boy? you tasteless
shouts out redshirt, we’ll bring it where it hurts, play in the rain, even if my toes made outta turf
you boys softer than nerf
so p-ss it to me, do me, b-lls taste like nerds, gimme the mic and i’mma serve, a hot plate
to your hot date, bring it back to days inn and give her a hot cake, or cack
your lacking, got two ee’s in the name but don’t call me john lackey
take your girl and i’ll put her in the sack see, i’m cl-ssy maybe throw her in the backseat
my rap sheet is nothin. call me snuffaluffalovin
i’m runnin and gunnin. ooo i’m so cunning, and i’m c-mming, turn the windshielf wipers off it’s gettin runny
like an egg before it’s cooked, you shook, lay down the dice and get hooked
peter pan’s on the mic, and when i drop it neither hand gonna rock it
gimme the stacks and i put em in my pocket, invested all my money in gold lockets
i’mma ready to blow in your eye socket
i’m kinda nice with it, better quit it, or i’mma lit, or light it up
i fight it cause my fightings tough. ruff like ryderz
put a sheet over her head like dryers. s wwag and me liars, were 6 foot 7, black and can’t get hired…
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