CHRIS BROWN, TYGA

CHRIS BROWN, TYGA - Snapbacks Back

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<i>[Hook: x2]</i>

Snapbacks Back, Snapback Back

That's all these niggas saying, I brought Snapbacks back

I'm a fresh as nigga, bitches know I'm the shit

25 for my belt, nigga get off my dick

<i>[Verse 1: Tyga]</i>

I brought the snapback back, snapback back

Man all these niggas foul like hack-a-Shaq

Nigga racks on racks, my bitch ass so fat

Yo bitch booty like a pancake, flat flapjack

I make your dollars collapse trail low in the strap

Shells big as a turtle Master Splinter to rap

Spin you like Urkel your body hanging from fat

Thought you was sharper than tacks, get you thrown like some jacks

All these bitches with these tassels on their titties tryna tax

I don't give a fuck if none of ya'll don't rap

I could pull a bitch just turning my back

Who knew that, venus trap

Flyest nigga in the class

Goyard bag, see that tag?

I could pay your rent all year boy

Yo mama know, your cousin, sister brother and your mama know

Your cousin, sister brother and your mama know

Your cousin, sister brother and your mama know

Bitch, your granny know nigga

<i>[Hook: x2]</i>

Snapbacks Back, Snapback Back

That's all these niggas saying, I brought Snapbacks back

I'm a fresh as nigga, bitches know I'm the shit

25 for my belt, nigga get off my dick

<i>[Verse 2: Chris Brown]</i>

Leggo, snapback back, put V.A. on the map

I'm a young nigga, heartthrob, girls cardiac

I got your girls all on my dick

Yeah them chickens giving me neck, nigga

You ain't talkin bout shit

Fuck your city, press eject

Too busy coughing up them hairballs

Fur coat, Bear dog

Spray these niggas like aerosol

And fuck them old niggas: Geritol

Hold up, snapback on

Champagne MCM backpack on

Lucky that my situation in this probation

Won't even let me strap that tome

My condo ain't no hotter, I be right at home

What you mean nigga I'm coherant

Steez out with my D out and you wonder

Why your shorty be disappearing

Ha-Ha I brought the snapback back

Last kings and them Ti$as yeah they sell like crack

You got no car insurance, no Ray Bans

This Geico, caveman

First of the month you do a praise dance

Like I'm moving on up, Aye man

Stop that, drop a hat in the club

They gon be like that nigga on drugs

Get more respect in L.A. than you do

<i>[Hook: x2]</i>

Snapbacks Back, Snapback Back

That's all these niggas saying, I brought Snapbacks back

I'm a fresh as nigga, bitches know I'm the shit

25 for my belt, nigga get off my dick

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