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    Kevin Federline

    Snap

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    Добавлена 3 января 2013 пользователем Миша

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    [Chorus]
    See I'm done with this two-step
    Man I just snap, Man I just snap, Man I just snap
    And I ain't callin up for those drinks no more I just snap
    Man I just snap, Man I just snap
    And I ain't hollin at these ho's no more I just snap
    Man I just snap, Man I just snap
    And they know when it's time to go I just snap
    Man I just snap, Man I just snape
    [Verse 1]
    When I say jump, You better start leapin'
    When I say crawl, Then you better start creepin'
    As soon as I hit the club, The weed smoke lingers
    I don't say shit, I just snap fingers
    Kev Federline and a whole set of dimes
    'Cause Benjamin Franklin is a good friend of mine
    I know your mad 'cause your girl wants to watch me
    But I hate haters like the fucking paparazzi
    Sit back and watch me, 'Cause you can't stop me
    I'm drinkin French Connection, blowin on Broccli
    You got lil dough, I got cake with no iceing
    K-Federline, I snap like Mike Tyson
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
    When I snap my fingers, Then your heads the target
    Everywhere I go they drop the red carpet
    I'm the pancake man, Fuck a hand shake man
    I snap my fingers and nod my head
    Girl make me happy and please make it snappy
    I give you an order, you better run like an athlete
    When Kev touchdown like the endzone
    Snap, Valet man park the Ento
    Without a scratch, and it's a fact
    The rap game was locked, Until I broke the latch
    Please, remember the name K-Fed
    And I ain't even drunk, the media want Kev dead
    Twistin' up every little word that Kev said
    Well tell them fuckerazzis they can give Kev head
    I snap like they do in Atlanta
    Peep, the ice care, Got Juelz like Santana
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3]
    I ain't tryin to get to yell and shit
    So when you hear that snap, then get the hell in the whip
    And chickenheads they scare me, Tryin' to get near me
    Like "Kev you still married?"
    Yeah bitch, you can holla' and call security
    I'm sick with 10 mills, the only thing that's curing me
    Yeah, I'm hotter than a pizza oven
    Magazines drop the lies and I precede the clubbin'
    I'm poppin' bottles, all the models, like to see me comin'
    All you ladies pay attention I'll teach you somethin'
    Louis Vaton from my feet to my arm
    If your broke than your probably thinkin' I'm speakin' in tongue
    [Chorus]
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