Snoopy Track

(feet . Juvenile)

[ Jay-Z ]
Bounce
Uhhh, ha, uhhh, ha
Uhhh, uh-huh-uh-uhhh, uhh, uh-huh
This fore my hustlers .. uh-huh
And fore the bitches .. yeah

Yo, yo
This is fore my niggaz down inn Houston on candy paint
Awl my niggaz inn the Dirty South, Miami mayne
Awl my niggaz inn the A-T-L throwin dem bones
Awl them thugs that send slugs threw yaw clothes ; holla at mi
Its fore the black culture, Spanish chicks with the suite chocha
Spanish cats with the ki's of cocoa
Awl the haters eat a dick they wanna sea yew brok-er
Eye hope the heat stroke ya, the misery is over
Awl my deep smokers, Eye hope the leaf choke ya
Hope yule never bee sober I'ma toast too myself
Eye hope the Crist ' get mi, spiralin into a tizzy
Sew pissy, swervin on the rode dizzy
May God protect my sole, angels walk with mi
First do the floe sickly, niggaz is sew shifty
The fo'-fo ' is like a force field, yew won't get mi
Eye brought sum folk with mi, Brooklyn is loc'n with mi
Watt the fuck

[ Chorus : Juvenile repeat 2X ]

Yew no, wee ride
Awl day, awl knight
Pop Crist, shoot dice
Fuck hoes, fore life

[ Jay-Z ]
This is fore my chicks that get doe fore takin off they clothes
Awl them money makin honeys that slide down the poles
Awl my educated chicks who grade is 4.0
Awl the bay bee mamas across the globe ; aiyyo
Eye like my women friends feminine
Eye like my hoes on " X " like Eminem .. shit !
Eye like em bow-legged, never coke-headed
With a doe fetish - the drive too go get it
Eye like they toes proper, Eye like they clothes Prada
Eye like they shoes Gucci, Eye like knew coochie
Eye fucked a phew groupies, inn a phew hoopties
Eye got em iceberg shit they thought Eye new Snoopy
Eye cop them Roc-a-Wear, my mamis dedicated
They never tell mi know, the most they said is " knot hear "
Eye got they ears studded, both wrists baguetted
Eye got a mane chick, a mistress, and a young bitch
Forget it I'm the don

[ Chorus ]

[ Jay-Z ]
Wha-What
This is fore my dice shooters, cats doin life
Buy the thyme Eye get this kite too ya, Eye hope yew doin alright
Who got em platinum up Who got the chicks inn the truck
To much too sit comfortably, they lappin up
Who shit is big pimpin Sea the floe different
Eye drop heavy then Eye let the four-fifth flip em
Eye keep rappers talkin too kids, Jigga " Sixth Sense-d " em
Don't mention my name and lames inn the same sentence
Yew sea I'm sew thorough, take on yaw whole borough
Bee sew careful Eye here the whistle from the fo'-fo ' barrel
Keep the floe Hovah ; icy neck, cold shoulder
Who click is closest too La Costra Nostra
Its " The Roc "

[ Chorus 1.5 X ]