Snow Tha Product - You’re Welcome lyrics

rate me

I mean don’t think I don’t even notice

I made a lot of these bitches step their game up

Or wake their game up

But I ain’t even salty though, I mean

You’re welcome

I’m not even gonna fucking blame you bitches no more

I’mma start blaming your CEO

You just wanna move up but they gots you up

Like your track’s too tough then you see me flow

Then all of a sudden you know that your bars shit be told

Y’all be thinking I’m too busy, never see these hoes

But I be letting bitches eat then I’m back in a week

I get back killing beats, call you PPO

Send your bitches to the ward with this

You haven’t been taking my time

Spending money ‘cause I never had a dime

I can’t afford to live

So I be laying back chilling

Sucking, on my grind, but lately I been getting bored with this

I wanna go back to rapping …

Taking whores that spit all this corny shit

Tell the morgue to take you, you think you’re born again

Man I’ve been all that I need

‘Cause I’ve been proven a beast

Something you and I will know if I leave

She be so in your teeth, watching every move that I be

Making you a beauty and beast

‘Cause I guess that I was too busy talking

‘Bout cooky gutter bitches

See the reason these label heads need me

I’m only trying cooky and cut these bitches

I tell ‘em all like

You sell gum

Come out and then hell come

Come on Tech N9ne tell them

They want beef then I bring to them well done

They need meat, beat this, do it well done

And I kill them

So now we could do the whooping and I pray for ‘em

Stay out of my shit

That’s a tear drop then you’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

Done came within my grim brain

The way I flip, it’s a fucking shame

In pain when I spit game, man shit I been slain but the kin name in vain

Fuck it, taking that none of them sane

But I know for one for sure that is insane

Then they stumble upon but we been banging

Ain’t no choppa would set when your chin hangs, nigga

A bit of marvelous, with snow, mixed with a bit of chocolate

We be giving the people lyric apocalypse

When they did this, I put ‘em deep in necropolis

Quick, real sick then I hop in this chick

Pop in this new tech, nog in this bitch

Giving her a lot of it, dropping this dick

Oops, T a mind of her own

See and I never know

Do you mind nigga don’t

Be alive and I see you now

Hit a motherfucker nerve, he hella disturbed

Was given the word he deserved to be free now

Celebrating, I drink hindo

Elevating, I see them fall

Hella wakening, woke I been raw

Have a nigga touching everything like a pinball

More hell comes for frail bombs

Course they’ll come on your girl’s tongue

Or tell some scum you are fell stung

Pour cells unsubscribe then you’re welcome