Black eskimo: accordi di
Jeezy
Jeezy

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Verse 1
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All the nigga talk 'bout
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bricks and birds
Chinchilla shit,
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nigga his and hers
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Ap, Rolex, he's a professional
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They call him Snowman
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bitch, the Black Eskimo
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In a black full length
Verse 2
mink,
getting this money
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Try to stop me, lay you down
like a perm nigga
Iphone on you hoes,
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taking selfies at the store
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Strike a pose with them hoes like
"look at me!"
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'04, '05, little nigga, I was get ting tight money,
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don't fold up
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2 Door, 250
Bitch you better open my
door when I roll up
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Had them coming to
Atlanta for the Hawks
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Had the ticket, was the man in the city
Had the city so motherfuckin hot
Damn near bought a fan
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for my city
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What ya talkin' bout used to get money
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with the milli, OG said sell with
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If he tell you anything
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Then he'll tell you nigga that
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I ain't ever tell shit
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Ain't no need to be excited,
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I ain't ever been indicted
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Pussy nigga I ain't told shit
The nerve of you niggas,
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signed with these rappers that never sold shit
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Had that Rolls gold, Rose Bowl
Jacob all Rose gold everything
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(Trinidad!)
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Talkin' 'Rarri 430 with the piping on the seat,
it was everything
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Nigga made a quarter mil
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at the Texaco
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Took his thing in the club
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like he's Plaxico
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Always fresh from head to toe
Know his name in the mall
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nigga? Every Sto'
Verse 3
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All the nigga talk 'bout
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bricks and birds
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Chinchilla shit, nigga his and hers
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Ap, Rolex, he's a professional
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They call him Snowman bitch,
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the Black Eskimo
Verse 4
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I ain't talk to be talk ing,
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I don't to just talk
Snow say something y'all better listen up
You going in your bag,
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what you goin' by your jew eler
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Nigga you icing out your wrist or what?
Yeah, I got a few trophies
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Bitch that Hub lot looking
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like a Heisman
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I'm so motherfucking high up in this bitch
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I swear I'm thinking 'bout
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diving
5 Quarters on chill
Wrist looking like it's real,
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nigga Mike Jones (who?)
You gone learn 'bout this niggas
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Loaned sperm out these niggas,
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what they is nigga? My clone
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Gotta keep the grass cut
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Keep your eyes on these snake ass
niggas 'cause they pythons
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The God in this bitch,
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the MJ of this shit
And you can tell these niggas Mike home

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