Snow

Snow - Still In Da Game lyrics

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[Maestro]

I know the feeling

Yeah, yeah (maestro yeah)

Ain't a damn thing changed

Check it out, check it out

Still in da game (what)

My man in the studio

Ain't a damn thing changed

With Snow

Yeah, yeah

[Maestro]

Peace to all my niggas in the gasoline

Get your mack upon a candy queen

Make her shake it like a tamborine

Get your money from a honey

Then you bounce like a man be on a trampoline

Chicken heads wanna get next to me

Molestin' me, sexually, I give 'em ecsatcy

I'm with the Lam., not Lester B.

Get a fat bag of weed from Chester Le

Mother fuckers didn't know I had the skills to last

So feel the wrath, money, 'cause I'm built to last...

My records ain't hard to sell

Kardinal know I'm hard as hell

I make your backbone slip, do the dip

Make your brain cells flip, 'cause I'm intricate

At a table I sit, makin' it legit

When my pen hits the paper (ahh)

Do a record with Snow, gots to blow

My last name's Fessional, first name's Pro

Flippin' the script

Hit chicks with the thickets and biggest of hips

Head from the prettiest lips

Put a rum in you, and you'd be comin' too

Nice and slow, baby, tell me what you wanna do

I'm L to freaks, nobody else is deep

Even Raphael Saddiq

Nobody could step to this, Mr. Wes is the best with this

Honeys undress with this

I made another record in a second

And I realized still I'm getting stress for this

[Snow]

High, high, high

We still not a superstar, still no (still in the game)

Ooh, go (ain't a damn thing changed)

No no no no no (all around the world people know the name...)

Time run, I'm (...but they didn't know the price of the fame)

Still in the game (still in the game)

Maestro (ain't a damn thing changed)

And the one named Snow (all around the world people know the name...)

High high, high high (...but they didn't know the price of fame)

[Maestro]

From the Mardi Gras to the Shangri-La

Get a couple hookers over for menage-a-trois

Hit 'em from the back, honey stack

Knock 'em down like a lumberjack, still they wanted money, black

Niggas wanna see me drop instead of see me rock

Still I'm gonna reach the top

I'm still in the game, ain't a damn thing changed

Still got the claim to fame

[Snow]

When I am thinking, I can't understand

How a women gets women and a man, ah, get mad

you wanna hear it from the Maestro man

[Maestro]

Slow down, son, slow down

They ain't understandin' you, son

[Snow]

Ladies dreamin'

Steady and screamin'

[Maestro]

Me and Snow be gleamin'

And we feelin', while in limousine and

[Snow]

High, high

We still not a superstar, still no (still in the game)

Ooh, go (ain't a damn thing changed)

No no no no no (all around the world people know the name...)

Time run, I'm (...but they didn't know the price of the fame)

Still in the game (still in the game)

Maestro (ain't a damn thing changed)

And the one named Snow (all around the world people know the name...)

High high, high high (...but they didn't know the price of fame)

[Snow]

Take out one of us, one take your call

Anyway, I've come with the message that today will be a brighter day

Who goes to the down ?? Junior Reid

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Big as Buju Banton, me cultured, and ah ????

Don't forget

To the front to the back to the side to the dock

Me ????? Ninja

Come up in, talkin' about you be a big deal

Wherever you are ???????

It's quarter to one like slurrin' my speech

Gettin' champagne on my new ride

Call out to the area, man

Fi come inside

Woah, Maestro

Oh, and the one you know named Snow, (Maestro)

Rude boys, standin' on the corner where I

beat up your mind, beat up your mind

Sing a sing sing high

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