Jeezy - Jeezy the Snowman

Jeezy the Snowman, I make it winter time
Heard the streets hungry, well it's dinner time
Watchin' the state patrol, they patrol the state
Jeezy the Snowman, I patrol the weight

36 O's for the nineteen-five (five)
Front door service, you ain't even gotta drive (nah)
Stacks on deck, fuck what a hater think
Lot of dead white boys equal money in the bank (yeah)
CTE is the clique that I claim (claim)
Know some real niggas that claim the same thing (yep)
They don't want war, these niggas want peace
72 karats on my snowman piece (let's get it)
I'm dope boy fresh, 4X black tee
And it's a million motherfuckers feeling just like me (yeah)
We roll 'em fat like that Oprah bitch (what?)
Color purple, all we smoke is that purple shit (yeah)
See the red dogs, run like black cats
Toss the work, but I'm holding on to my strap (that's right)
Hustler music, we call it trap-hop (yeah)
A whole lot of baking soda in the glass pot (ayy)

Big shoutout to Bankhead
Shoutout to Pittsburgh
Can't forget Mechanicsville
Shoutout to East Point
College Park
Catch up, niggas (Gangsta)

Written by:
Jay Jenkins

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