Lyrics Young Jeezy – Snow Season

Yeah, uh
Yeah x6
Wassup, turn me up a little bit, ya’ll ready, listen lil’ nigga

Ridin’ in that new thing with the top off

First you drop ya top, then ya cock ya Glock
Packin’ the tool, we knock his ass out the box
Word to my granny, we kept crack at the spot
Go to Miami we get it crackin’ a lot
Let’s speak to J Lo and shut it down right we gon Liv
Party at the club took it straight to the crib
Bitch I’m about to drink so much champagne
Got on bout four or five chains, Rick James
Woke up in the morning with a bag on my mind
Black caramel thing goddamn that bitch fine
Straight to the mall buy some shit I don’t need
Pocket full of paper, yeah the type it don’t read

I got three or four baddies with me
And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin’
Know two or three niggas that switched up

Quarter million dollars now you got a million reasons
Won’t stop till ya crib lookin like that Four Seasons
Never had a job, yeah I got street money
Rent a room in my spot, yeah you might see money
Might not like it, but you niggas gon respect it
Started this shit for the muthfuckin’ record
Got bad broad thang she be havin’ mood swings
One time she seen me wit another bitch, her mood changed
Got this other thang, yeah she like to eat sushi
Always bring her homegirls they be actin’ all bougie
This ain’t a tech nine, this a muthafuckin’ uzi
Al Pacino, bitch my life a muthafuckin’ movie

I got three or four baddies with me
And I swear that them bitches ain’t leavin’
Know two or three niggas that switched up
That’s a charge, ya’ll fucked up for treason
Took a hundred thousand dollars out the safe
Blow it all for no muthafuckin’ reason
Pull up on the whole world with the top down
Middle finger, yeah bitch it’s snow season
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