No copyright intended I do not own anything! Mac Millers song Snap back with lyrics [Chorus x2] Had some baggy gear, now my clothes tailored (x2) Had a fitted cap, now I rock a snapback (x2) Uh, I used to rock a double XL Now the ladies all say I dress well With a nice pair of jeans, LRG or Mizou Crew neck sweatshirt, hat and some clean shoes Pocket stayed equipped with some paper and some gold piff Pack of gum squares, blackberry and a phone clip Got Most Dope Clique, bunch of mothafuckers lookin' fresh Crooks and castle dress Sl-sl-sloppy haters shouldn't mess Walkin' by your lady and I'm sorry if I took her breath You was just baby, crying til you was shook to death (bitch) Fade away like an etch-e-scetch Don't second guess, ain't nobody better dressed Text hoes we're less clothes then her mama like Church girl always go to school she the honest type But when it comes to boys she like 'em bad So holla at the kid I got swag [Chorus x2] Had some baggy gear, now my clothes tailored (x2) Had a fitted cap, now I rock a snapback (x2) Nic nac paddy whack give that boy some clothes Imitate the kid, you may get yourself some hoes Snap back, flat cap, abstract swagga Kid come correct never messin' up the pattern Y'all jigsaw puzzle Mismatch mess, got my J's on wit some jeans lookin fresh Yes my colors match and I ain't no other cat lookin the kid Yeah none of y'all fuck with Mac You rockin' something that lookin' like a lumberjack How you wearin' 3 different t shirts under that ...
I do not own the music or the picture. Enjoy!~ LYRICS: (1,2,3,4) All the things that you said was it all in my head? Come on baby, Keep it down, honey hush your lips, Clothes trailing, from the back door, to the bedroom, And I don't even know your name. (Woo) Give me all you've got, Make this night worth my time, Make this worth my time. Oh! What I would give to live this night again. I knew when I first saw you, You'd fuck like a whore. You'd fuck like a whore. Hope they hear you scream for more. Yeah! Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze, My lips, your poison. Bring you to your knees. Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze, My lips, your poison. Bring you to your knees. (Oh, come on!) Girl get down, It's almost over, Take it all the way. Oh! You stupid fucking whore! And after all of all my dreaming being only you, You're standing there baby, Oh the things that I could do. Back to the wall with a drink in my hand, Back it up, baby; ride, ride, ride. One step too late, And I never told you. (Never told you.) That I can't take, another disappointment. Breathing and grasping, All leads to another messy ending. Breathing and grasping, All leads to another messy ending. Ten Inch! With your back against the wall, With your face buried in the pillow, I see you cold, I feel you heartless. Bitch, you stupid fucking bitch. You stupid fucking bitch. Fucking bitch.
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