Trick Daddy - SNS / Roland (skit) Lyrics
Sns / Roland (Featuring Deuce Poppi, Tre+6)All aboard!!!We ride, we rideWe ride, we rideWe ride, we ride(Hook)S-N, S-S-N-SS-N, S-S-N-SS-N, S-S-N-SS-N, S-S-N-SWe sendin' this to all you (All you)So you can do (Do it, do it) what you want to (Bop, bop, bop)This is the funk (That funk) it's something new (Uh-huh)We sendin' out this message to(Money Mark)All the pretty little young and sexy womenAnd they great-great grandma's love they way we areMake them shake they body, bodiesIt's the number one clique who love to partyWe from the bottom, M-I-ACame to have a ball and y'all, it's okayMoney Mark and the S-N-S, we don't playNo day, no way, WHAT YOU SAY?(J.V.)I got my eye on a victory that'll take my crew down in history (Huh!)(C.O.)S-N-S so fresh so clean, and can't none of y'all f**k wit my teamAnything less than that, it's just a dreamWe gotta be sittin' on top ya'know wha'I meanY'all done slipped so we slidin' inWe sellin' records like Goofy trapped againBet yo ass this shit won't stopYou know C.O. got shit on lock (Huh)Big boy takin' over the blockGot kids on the curb goin' (Bop, bop...)(Deuce Poppi)Now hold up, wait a minuteLet me get a lil' gangsta wit itCan you pig and pop the BelveAnd swig your jaw rap out we live itPoppi gon' get it, seven digitsSeats in the six coupe made of lizardsAnd we won't stop like puffin' itWhether it's crack or rap hustlin''cause we drop the hits that'll funk the hardestRadio gon' play this regardlessS-N-S, bust like an SKSBetta ask somebody who the best (Yes)(Hook)(Trick Daddy)Call me - Rosco, Peeko TranAnd I come through in that seven tre thang (Uh-huh)Play wit us, spray the damn thangSee down here that's an e'eryday thangIt's guns and greens on dub dukesCop deuces half price from the boostersSee thugs wasn't big enoughYou wanted beef wit the thugs, but the club wasn't big enoughAll the G's to the V.I.P.Hoes follow along right after meIt's - SNS in this *****Matter fact, I be the best in this shitPut me on your next remixNow count the spins that you get (Uh-huh)See shit get crazy doggI'm takin' this shit way back to the eighties y'allWe're packed in jumbo jetsLine it up, the boy bought to bring it backFor(Hook x2)
