LAnd of the Snakes

Album: Born Sinner (2013)
  • This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with
    Lord, know some hoes from the past like
    "Damn Cole, wish I knew that you would be rich"
    Well, should've asked
    It's funny how these niggas
    On some real "Be cool with me" shit
    I bagged two bitches like it's two of me bitch
    This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with
    Finally got my own bedroom in this bitch
    No more sleeping in my brother's room
    Like man I might as well be sleeping in my mother's room
    Cause how I'm supposed to sneak hoes with my bro here?
    Plus she gon' find out I been rocking all this old gear
    This is flow here, this is no fair
    This is so pure, this is so clear
    This is one breath, this is no air
    Ain't no wedding and I do the most here
    I'm the President you the co-chair
    You the player, yeah, I'm the coach here
    Nigga I coast here
    This weather got me set on this West Coast yeah
    Avoiding the snakes, AK's, and coke yeah
    Get my dick wet but I never let it soak there
    Man I been thinkin' bout movin' out
    What? Country boy in the city in New York nine years
    Ran that shit like Diddy
    Riding through South Side Queens like Fiddy

    Nothing's impossible
    And all you lame niggas show me what not to do
    I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight
    She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you"
    I told her, "Aw baby don't start!
    I ain't looking for the way to your heart!"
    She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding me
    I like my sundaes with a cherry on top
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)

    Now if you only had one wish is it devious?
    Cause you already know who your genie is
    Can't get a cover now your mag on my penis
    Like damn he turned out to be a genius
    Damn real shit nigga no Pixar
    You niggas soft like Meagan Good's lips are
    My kicks hard, my whip hard
    I came out the womb with my dick hard
    Back when I was playing Stomp the Yard
    It be a bunch of niggas up on campus talking hard
    Don't get exposed to these hoes boy knock it off
    I seen your mama in a Benz when she dropped you off
    Damn now who more thorough than me?
    I paint a picture of my pain for the world to see
    Could paint a picture of the game but my girl would see
    Gotta ask myself, "What mean the world to me?"

    Nothing's impossible
    And all you lame niggas show me what not to do
    I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight
    She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you"
    I told her, "Aw baby don't start!
    I ain't looking for the way to your heart!"
    She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding me
    I like my sundaes with a cherry on top
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)
    Make that ass drop (drop, drop)

    This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with
    This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with

    A little Fayettenam nigga out in Beverly Hills
    That's when I ran into this chick I went to college with
    Yeah back when a nigga was on scholarship
    Was in a rush but I still stopped to holla, shit
    That's the least I owed her cause I tried to hit
    On the first night, nah I ain't proud of it
    I boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of it
    And I never called back, how thoughtfuless
    Now I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with her
    In her mind she calling me a misogynist nigga
    On some Bobby Brown shit my prerogative
    Nigga is to hit and never commit
    Now realizing when I hit she never forgets
    So every time I ignore the telephone call
    Saying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gon' call
    She was hurting
    Now she staring dead in my face she was smirking
    Like, "Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth shit, nigga
    You ain't worth shit, nigga"

    This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Writer/s: JERMAINE L. COLE, DAVID A. SHEATS, ANDRE BENJAMIN, ANTWAN PATTON, RONALD EUGENE GILMORE
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
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