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Snakes N Shakes Video (MV)




Performed By: Boodjie
Length: 3:06
Written by: Corey Dewberry




Boodjie - Snakes N Shakes Lyrics




(Tana)

Ridin, Slidin
Eye Em, Fye em
Know what I'm saying, Let's do it

Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me
Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me

Ride with VJ iron under the seat (Ride)
No TLC but we creep
Tryna stay strong but you n****s gone see (Gone See)
What shit get like when I'm weak
I ain't giving no warnings bout playing with me (Uh Uh)
I do go to hell you'll be laying with me (Layin wit me)
My brother catch shells for praying on me (Pow Pow)
And I guess shit how it's gone be
Hot boy hot arson (Arson)
Bullshit pills in my closet (My closet)
Brownskin bitch and she bobbin (She bobbin)
But her head ain't fulfilling my problems (Uh Uh)
Why the devil keep playing my conscious (Why)
N***as round me relaying this nonsense (Relayin this nonsense)
And it's getting kind of hard for me to process
Who down or around me plotting
I just want to take off when I'm bothered (Run!)
Marion Barber
Swear I'm not fearing the mobsters (FrrrrFow!)
I promise I park em
I can keep up with a scholar (Keep up with a scholar)
But I didn't go to harvard
I don't want to hear about college (Don't f*ck wit me bout no damn college)
Who wanna be a balla

Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me
Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me

1021 where we meet (Where we meet, Lets go)
We gone split up the fee
First things first 'fore you aim at his beak (Fore you aim at his beak)
You sow and you reap
Shit so close like a nigga can reach (I swear I can reach)
With no hands on me
N***a still stuck in the hood on E (On E)
Like a old school grand caprise (Lets go)
Steppin on souls we ain't playin defeat (Steppin on souls)
N***as gone fold like their hands on knees (N***as gon fold)
Plans turned to mold on them xans this week (The plans turned to mold)
Got family on dope snorting Ann Jolie (Got family on dope)
Heart turning cold Helly Hans on me (My heart turnin cold)
I really need more praying hands on me (Need mo prayin hands)
Clutching that chrome dirty Dan on me (Im Dirty Dan)
But I'm yet holding on we got plans to see (Yea we got plans in)

(Tana)
Ridin, Slidin
Eye Em, Fye em
Know what I'm saying
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(Tana)

Ridin, Slidin
Eye Em, Fye em
Know what I'm saying, Let's do it

Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me
Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me

Ride with VJ iron under the seat (Ride)
No TLC but we creep
Tryna stay strong but you n****s gone see (Gone See)
What shit get like when I'm weak
I ain't giving no warnings bout playing with me (Uh Uh)
I do go to hell you'll be laying with me (Layin wit me)
My brother catch shells for praying on me (Pow Pow)
And I guess shit how it's gone be
Hot boy hot arson (Arson)
Bullshit pills in my closet (My closet)
Brownskin bitch and she bobbin (She bobbin)
But her head ain't fulfilling my problems (Uh Uh)
Why the devil keep playing my conscious (Why)
N***as round me relaying this nonsense (Relayin this nonsense)
And it's getting kind of hard for me to process
Who down or around me plotting
I just want to take off when I'm bothered (Run!)
Marion Barber
Swear I'm not fearing the mobsters (FrrrrFow!)
I promise I park em
I can keep up with a scholar (Keep up with a scholar)
But I didn't go to harvard
I don't want to hear about college (Don't f*ck wit me bout no damn college)
Who wanna be a balla

Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me
Been 3 days I ain't getting no sleep
Got no cake how the hell I'm gone eat
I got that shank quit eyeing me
I feel like the snakes been sizing me
Bags of the shakes selling mine on feet
Can't find no plays but these dimes on me
Shit ain't okay but I'm trying to be
Shit ain't okay quit reminding me

1021 where we meet (Where we meet, Lets go)
We gone split up the fee
First things first 'fore you aim at his beak (Fore you aim at his beak)
You sow and you reap
Shit so close like a nigga can reach (I swear I can reach)
With no hands on me
N***a still stuck in the hood on E (On E)
Like a old school grand caprise (Lets go)
Steppin on souls we ain't playin defeat (Steppin on souls)
N***as gone fold like their hands on knees (N***as gon fold)
Plans turned to mold on them xans this week (The plans turned to mold)
Got family on dope snorting Ann Jolie (Got family on dope)
Heart turning cold Helly Hans on me (My heart turnin cold)
I really need more praying hands on me (Need mo prayin hands)
Clutching that chrome dirty Dan on me (Im Dirty Dan)
But I'm yet holding on we got plans to see (Yea we got plans in)

(Tana)
Ridin, Slidin
Eye Em, Fye em
Know what I'm saying
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Writer: Corey Dewberry
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