Outkast - Snappin' & Trappin' Lyrics
(killer mike)Our shit dont mix like llao and lukewarm waterBetter make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock upI oughta duct tape your infant daughterShow yall soldier ass niggazIm murder citys sargeant slaughterGuaranteed to get more cut than a barberI betcha Ill drill your heifer like black & deckerThis ***** wrecker and white water couldnt get it wetterIm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddarI give a *****, suede bucks and coogi sweatersWhats up? whatever sable fur to lamb leatherIve seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weatherAnd creased denim threats delivered when I send emNigga know i, fedex my shit, overnight express my shitDeliver my hits quick, who next on my shit listBanana niggaz need to splitQuit *****ing with this thorough atlanta clickThis here is slum lordz we make your terrific shit tragicMy pen and pixel make violence more graphicI take raw coke, cook it crack, saran wrap itOne mutha*****in verse and its already a classic(x2)Killer mike nigga!(hook)(x2)Dont you be looking at me crazy like ya want toThe game is over k.b. baby wont youJust quit the contemplating causeIll box you in your mutha*****in mouth(big boi)My cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it dropLike cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin off the topA nigga dont stop for squares or octagons prepareIm not the one you scared, the piccolo pimp done set up shopNigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but Im only poppin tweetersAnd woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit my feet upImma eat up anybody who tests this, Im blessed witSuper human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kinGone be the first one like some mexicans to buckNigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, yous in churchAnd Im the deacon speakin while ya tweakinThe preacher preachin, reachin, teachin, speakin, being, breathinYoure not, your clock stop, and now youre laying in a pretty boxAnd now pastor is only talking bout the pretty parts of your lifeYour brother *****in your damn wifeYou look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fateIts too late, cause you hate, you hateIts too late, cause you hatePunk ***** ass *****, game over, who want some? ! (hook)(killer mike)Roll my blunts thick, like I like my *****Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dickAttempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicksSpit it in her eye make it hard to focus(big boi)Killer mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazyOl girl might yell rape g, you might as well give her a throat babyGoop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the groundNow you doing the dirty south, know what Im talkin about(killer mike)Big boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering aboutBut ***** that, Im looking for love all in her mouthNeed her to gobble up jism, like school lunchesNeed her to take cat beatings and throw punches(big boi)Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocusYou wanna approach us, buzzards and vulturesWe two of the dopest mic controllersStack big bank, honey foldersEven wit rollers, Im trying to told yaEven loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarksOf lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapelsLeaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my minds expandingReadily rappin and snappin, snappin and trappinThats just whats happening (hook)(j-sweet)A whey you want come disWhen you know you nuh fitYou better move you bomboBefore me start tripNuff a them a talk outkastNuff a them a tripNuff a them come in like a *****Whey wear slipA j-sweet me name an me already chrisA outkast me spar widSo boy nuh try disIf you dis boy shot knaw go missGun shot a go teck you just like fitsBoy hear me song an thought a remixBrand new tune platinum hitsWe nah gon run and switch like no *****Outkast, j-sweet, killer mike
