SPIKE SNAPBACK Songtext
von Thirteendegrees °

Gang on them
Hit the gang on them things
Gang on them things
Gang on them things
Put ′em on the things, hey (hey)

I'm with them reptilians (yeah)
With my snakeskin scarf (yeah)
My new bitch, she Italian (yeah)
But sorry I broke her heart (ha)
Spikes on my head on top (ha) of my snap back like I was Bart (ha)
Man, this bitch get me head (ha) told her, slide her back, I call her pop tart (ha)


I got my head on the game
With that tight grip on that
Got my head over the game
King type shit, know that
She got her hand on the came
From the dick, she finna blow that
She fuckin′ me for the fame
Dumb ho don't think I know that

Gang, I'm blowin′ them down
Bang, I′m holdin' them down
Hey, what the fuck ya do now?
Hey, I′m callin' em now
Men in black, uh
B′iness call, came in tux on them
Love my women black, uh
Got this bitch from Arizona

Gang on them
Hit the gang on them things
Gang on them things
Gang on them things
Put 'em on the things, hey (hey)


I′m with them reptilians (yeah)
With my snakeskin scarf (yeah)
My new bitch, she Italian (yeah)
But sorry I broke her heart (ha)
Spikes on my head on top (ha) of my snap back like I was Bart (ha)
Man, this bitch get me head (ha) told her, slide her back, I call her pop tart (ha)