Too Phat

Too Phat - Snap lyrics

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Chorus 
Snap if you handled your biz and got your shit locked 
Snap if you crunk in the club and if the shit rocks 
Snap pump your boomin system bumpin hiphop 
Snap, snap it one more time now who the loudest here 

Malique- 
I'm sittin in my crib dreamin about Lear jets and 
coupes 
The way salt shoops and how to do records with snoop 
And make a mil by December 
Malique was never gone as far as I remember 
I took my time out, I left a hole in the game 
They miss me dearly now, hoes hollerin my name 
I'm back and fresh again, single and minglin 
Women are screamin and creamin, while they jinglin 
Cause I'm a boss playa, some call me pimp dad 
You got some big curves honey let me pimp that 
Primp that, brush my shoulders and limp back 
And if your man acts tough, he gon get pimp slapped 
Too phat, new albomb is here to blaze 
Kids rushin stores like the pit stop of the amazing 
race 
Malique is back in your vicinity 
The name will stick to your head like the kid who took 
your virginity 
I said I'm back in your vicinity 
The name will stick in your head from 05 until infinity 

Chorus 

Joe Flizzow- 
This hook, gonna make you look 
Too Phat yeah we got you shook, yo 
The tables probably booked under JFK 
We got phillies yes ladies please sip some moet 
A lot of people think that we'd be gone by now 
Now how that gonna happen ya'll should all know by now 
This track is hot right now go figure how we do it 
I love nive figures, making figures and moving units 
Puff La like Luniz that's how we stay down 
This is a treat for my freaks that lay down 
Won't play it down, we coming back real big 
We made mens in black vans the whole crew roll thick 
Now move on quick we let ya'll shine too long 
Ya songs a minute plus that shit is way too long 
Get off the microphone, I'm about to snap and loose my 
patience 
And quit rapping and get another occupation 

Chorus 

Joe Flizzow- 
Now its official damn, crush and kill the gossips 
No issues man we take the industry for hostage 
Now here're the terms, we back in office for another 
term 
You wanna learn, the hard way, to the point of no 
return 
You'll crash and burn if you ain't the best don't mess 
If you ain't on top of ya game you know the saying die 
like the rest 
Aims right on ya chest, you don't wanna get clapped 
You get two thumbs down, two middle fingers man snap 
It's a wrap hoe, not here to rub elbows 
Malique and Joe Flizz stick together like Velcro 

Malique- 
I like superstars and gucci 
Bite superstars and hoochies 
**** it, I'm a smoothie, truly 
Now who be puffin em doobies while doin phat tracks? 
And all the smoochies and groupies, I let you have that 
You prolly need that, your album droppin soon 
The only fan you got still spinnin in your room 
You sittin in the gloom, thinkin it's a cruel game 
And wonder why the ladies love me like I'm cool James 
Hush, play attention when I speak 
Cause my words make more sense than a beggar in a 
crowded street 
Too Phat the rebirth, a brand new start 
Used to write with my mind, but now I write with my 
heart

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Language: English

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