Look at the poll right now
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
I'm with the STAH's getting rich
Bitch Imma burn out the whip
I'm on the way to yo bitch
Up off the shrooms, I feel bliss
Told her that she wouldn't f*ck with me, If she really know what I did
If you ride with me you stuck with me, I ain't gon' get into this
You know my love cut too deep, that's why I stay out the mix
No, I don't wanna be the reason you slitting your wrists
Tell that boy hop off my dick, Imma turn yo ass to swiss
Hop on the beat my voice crisp, Like a Rice Krispie snappin' yo bitch
Pop out I stay with my clique, Crackle the way they watchin'
Down on me they is talkin'
Through all this shit I just grin
With my squad, know we gon' win
Like it's COD, there's a killing
Real shit, this ain't no scrim
Shootin' that shit through the rim
That nigga my son, he my kin
Know I been on a roll with Syn
Pockets fill up, yeah I'm livin' grand
You can think what you want, don't know who I am
I'm on a hunt, I'm chasin' the bands
First of the month, I'm smokin' the grams
Nigga shut up, you hate on the man
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
Look at the poll right now
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
Fell For - Sn-ke Video (MV)
Performed By: sluts talk about heaven
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: Ian Dixon, Tabor Plunkett
sluts talk about heaven - Fell For - Sn-ke Lyrics
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Look at the poll right now
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
I'm with the STAH's getting rich
Bitch Imma burn out the whip
I'm on the way to yo bitch
Up off the shrooms, I feel bliss
Told her that she wouldn't f*ck with me, If she really know what I did
If you ride with me you stuck with me, I ain't gon' get into this
You know my love cut too deep, that's why I stay out the mix
No, I don't wanna be the reason you slitting your wrists
Tell that boy hop off my dick, Imma turn yo ass to swiss
Hop on the beat my voice crisp, Like a Rice Krispie snappin' yo bitch
Pop out I stay with my clique, Crackle the way they watchin'
Down on me they is talkin'
Through all this shit I just grin
With my squad, know we gon' win
Like it's COD, there's a killing
Real shit, this ain't no scrim
Shootin' that shit through the rim
That nigga my son, he my kin
Know I been on a roll with Syn
Pockets fill up, yeah I'm livin' grand
You can think what you want, don't know who I am
I'm on a hunt, I'm chasin' the bands
First of the month, I'm smokin' the grams
Nigga shut up, you hate on the man
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
Look at the poll right now
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
I'm with the STAH's getting rich
Bitch Imma burn out the whip
I'm on the way to yo bitch
Up off the shrooms, I feel bliss
Told her that she wouldn't f*ck with me, If she really know what I did
If you ride with me you stuck with me, I ain't gon' get into this
You know my love cut too deep, that's why I stay out the mix
No, I don't wanna be the reason you slitting your wrists
Tell that boy hop off my dick, Imma turn yo ass to swiss
Hop on the beat my voice crisp, Like a Rice Krispie snappin' yo bitch
Pop out I stay with my clique, Crackle the way they watchin'
Down on me they is talkin'
Through all this shit I just grin
With my squad, know we gon' win
Like it's COD, there's a killing
Real shit, this ain't no scrim
Shootin' that shit through the rim
That nigga my son, he my kin
Know I been on a roll with Syn
Pockets fill up, yeah I'm livin' grand
You can think what you want, don't know who I am
I'm on a hunt, I'm chasin' the bands
First of the month, I'm smokin' the grams
Nigga shut up, you hate on the man
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
When I blow up you gon' be a fan
Look at the poll right now
Know I can't go without
I get low without it
Let my conscience go in and out it
My actions, don't know what's wrong about it
I'll make it rip like huaraches
I wanna fix it body to body
I'm 'boutta flip out and go psychotic
I'm flippin' ya bitch, this shit get erotic
Hollon, I'm 'bout to go out and get it poppin', I can't flip or fold for nobody
Yes I know that he a watcher, he stand for nothin' he gon' fall for somebody
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
I fell for a snake, but look at the body
Split images, like what am I watchin'?
No I don't do this often
I fell for a snake, but look how I caught it
Now I'm on that bottle shit
That's where all my problems is
Pourin' out my problems bitch
You da one that started this
No I can't let myself get a little, cuz I just want all of it
Writer: Ian Dixon, Tabor Plunkett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid