snake lyrics – big tymers

wha wha wha

(mannie fresh)
you a one man b*tch
go ahead and make that switch
i got to love my sh*t
you hoes man got that itch
move up too number two b*tch
suck a rich n*gg*s d*ck
if you like it than lick it
if you love it don’t quit
yo i bet it tastes better
let me splash on your sweater
you need a n*gg* that let a
shed um out with the bezzele
i’m talkin the sean jean
yo teresa and shirley
say… all ya’ll hoes come down
to the big d*ck party
say… lisa slim
little pretty *ss kim
im hollerin at you you you
that b*tch and them
i’ve been takin ginseng
swing a big ding-a-ling
i’ve gotta medalian for my d*ck
cause my d*ck bling bling
i heard you suck a beach ball
through a hose pipe
i heard you also eat nuts
till the early light
i heard you like to be tossed
flossed threw down and kicked
well you f*ckin with the right n*gg*
old couchie-*ss b*tch

chorus 2x (mannie fresh)
i know you wish you could find a
n*gg* with a d*ck like an anaconda

i know you wish you could know a
n*gg* with a d*ck like a big cobra

i know you wish you could go home
to a n*gg* with a d*ck like a python

i know you wish you could get a date
with a n*gg* with a d*ck like a rattlesnake

(baby)
i got this b*tch in the back of my ride
i ask this hoe when she want my suprise
a big d*ck like a cuc*mber in the eye
you know that hoe still took that prize
i asked her had she been f*cked inside of a hummer
she say no… but i suck d*ck like a plummer
draino swallowin everything i can fool
i like rockin ice and playin with these hoes
but sometimes these hoes will make punch um in they nose
squirt um on they shirt cause she wouldn’t swallow what i
burst curst the b*tch out her teeth were in the way
stupid b*tch that bullsh*t hurts
i’ve been treatin’ these hoes this way since the first
slap on they *ss
hit um from the back where it hurts
putting in work i done done my dirt
im a dogg *ss n*gg*
never put these hoes first

chorus 2x

(mannie fresh)
see i like these hoes
like these hoes then i leave them
then let some old b*tch made *ss n*gg* retrieve um
i could turn a dike b*tch back straight
then worry these hoes till they lose hair, money, and weight
say there daddy
i’m comin to a neighborhood look near you
y’all n*gg*s lock up ya’ll b*tches, bras, and b**bs
youngsters gonna suck my pickle till i’m old and wrinkled
i’m a go all till a a whole a ain’t nothin’ but a tinkle tinkle

(baby)
now some of these hoes like to be f*cked in the *ss
some of these hoes wont let you touch they *ss
some of these hoes like to be f*cked fast
some of these hoes know they need to be treated bad
some of these hoes need to be kicked in they *ss
some of these hoes been gettin they old man stash
some i play bad
f*ck other n*gg* hoes fast
and if your b*tch holler
i put that d*ck on they *ss
9 times out of 10
she suck a d*ck when i blast
all because these hoes know i gotta gold and black jag

chorus

/ big tymers lyrics