Snow Tha Product

Snow Tha Product - Lord Be With You lyrics

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[Hook] x 2

I got some cute chicks, few clips

Bitches with some pistols

Got a pretty face, but will catch a case

Fuck with that and lord be with you,

Lord be with you, lord be with you

Yeah lord be with you

I think that everybody put in they bid in

But this chick here ain’t auctioning

Snow tha product done been uncut

But I whip back into shape and I will rock again

These hoes stay salty like condiments

But I be killin game and I’ll chalk a bit

These square ass bitches already in the right shape

For me they no more than a box of mints

I flip a shirt like I flip the work

I flip a ditch like I flip the bitch

And I’m makin money legitimate

But my side hustle fin to make me rich

My money movin and circlin

I work the scale like I work the weight

I work in early and I work in late

And I pose the bitch and she will work the day

What you tellin me, you ain’t hearin me?

What you think I'm light skin, so this weird to me?

You think I’m fin to have a fella take care of me?

Bitch at 17 I was facing hella felonies

The cutest stick up kid you ever met

Then I had a couple chicks out selling sex

Hoes harass, go get gas, then I throw her ass out the house

Cause I’m back on deck yes!

[Hook] x 2

I got some cute chicks, few clips

Bitches with some pistols

Got that pretty face, but a ratchet case

Fuck with that man lord be with you,

Lord be with you, lord be with you

Yeah lord be with you

Look, what you know about chicks

Puttin chicks on the blade

Getting dough after shows everyday

Sellin coke on the coast

And you know we gonn go and get them

Bitches paid

I had a cousin named diana, she know that arm and hammer

She smoke weed but never bama

And she so hannah montana

Yeah that white girl with that master pill

I had a hoe in 09 and her ass was real

Craig’s list, yeah bitch, yeah we had a deal

She crazy, paid me to post ...chill

I got pimpin in my bones, bitches run the show

I got tipped from all these hoes

And they be postin getting dough

What you tellin me, you ain’t hearin me?

What you think I'm light skin so this weird to me?

You think I’m finna have a fella take care of me?

Bitch at 17 I was facin hela felonies

I got mexicans with shipments

We out here and we shippin

Got latin folks with no passports

And getting money and they spending

[Hook] x 2

I got some cute chicks, few clips

Bitches with some pistols

Got that pretty face but will catch a case

Fuck with them and lord be with you,

Lord be with you, lord be with you

Yeah lord be with you

Hot girls we got em, west coast we got em

East coast, we got em, down south we got em

Snow tha product yeah we got em

Hot girls we got em, west coast we got em

East coast, we got em, down south we got em

Snow tha product yeah we got em.

Thanks to Medina for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Chelsea for correcting these lyrics

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