Patty Cake

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Sniper Gang
 Yeah, I like this lil' beat right here
 Yeah, this a nice little beat
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 I'm sippin' on Belaire
 Yeah, I'm finna paint a picture
 Finna paint me a lil' picture
 What this called? Oh this the new Belaire too
 This the white wine, I like the white wine
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
 I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 Yeah, that a way
 I'm 'bout to grab the Wraith, I'm 'bout to grab the key
 I'm 'bout to snatch your baby girl and skeet all on her face
 I got a feelin' that today gon' be a fantastic day
 I'm gettin' tired of the Rollie, I think I want Patek Philippe
 It's either I win or you lose, 'cause I won't accept defeat
 And everybody wanna have the sauce, well I got the recipe
 I'm sippin' on Belaire 'cause it make me feel like I'm on ecstasy
 I left my baby, when I come home, I be rubbin' on her feet
 And she be always in my chair, she hate when I be in the streets
 My rims taller than my son, I'm 'bout to drop another one
 You think a nigga in a band the way I hit him with that drum, ayy
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
 I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 My chain VVS
 I'm booted up, I got more pills than a CVS
 I'm the shit, baby girl, so I got stains in my drawers
 All this money like a nigga hit the fuckin' Power Ball
 Sippin' on champagne, my whip on Dana Dane's
 No time for you lames, I'm flyer than a plane
 I'm ridin' like a train, she love to give me brain
 You shootin' with your eyes closed, you ain't Sniper Gang
 She held me down when I was gone, I bought her Audemars Piguet
 I love her like I love my brother, so I let her be my connect
 I put her thick ass in the vet, ten bracelets on her neck
 You know lil' Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the 'jects
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
 My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
 I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
 I clap a nigga like patty cake
 

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Duration
03:18
Key
1
Tempo
152 BPM

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