Snappin' & Trappin' (Explicit)
Outkast, Killer Mike, J-Sweet"Snappin' & Trappin' (Explicit)" is a song by Outkast, Killer Mike, J-Sweet, released in 2000 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:17 long and contains 109 lines and 904 words.
Lyrics
0:02Our sh*t don't mix like Llao and lukewarm water
0:05Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up
0:07I oughta duct tape your infant daughter
0:09Show y'all soldier a** niggaz
0:10I'm murder city's Sargeant Slaughter
0:12Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber
0:15I betcha I'll drill your heifer like Black Decker
0:17This p**sy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter
0:19I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar
0:22I give a f**k suede bucks and Coogi sweaters
0:24What's up whatever sable fur to lamb leather
0:27I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather
0:29And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em
0:32Ni**a know I Fedex my sh*t overnight express my sh*t
0:35Deliver my hits quick who next on my sh*t list
0:38Banana niggaz need to split
0:39Quit f**king with this thorough Atlanta click
0:41This here is Slum Lordz we make your terrific sh*t tragic
0:44My pen and pixel make violence more graphic
0:47I take raw coke cook it crack saran wrap it
0:49One motherf**king verse and it's already a classic
0:52One motherf**king verse and it's already a classic
0:54Killer Mike ni**a
1:02Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
1:05The game is over K B baby won't you
1:08Just quit the contemplating cause
1:09I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
1:11Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
1:15The game is over K B baby won't you
1:18Just quit the contemplating cause
1:19I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
1:21My Cadillac got that boom boom in it listen to it drop
1:24Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top
1:26A ni**a don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
1:28I'm not the one you scared the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop
1:31Ni**a you pop lock for pop rocks but I'm only popping tweeters
1:34And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
1:36I'mma eat up anybody who tests this I'm blessed wit'
1:39Super human powers poke your chest in the next of kin
1:42Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck
1:44Ni**a you stuck like a truck in red dirt you's in church
1:47And I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin'
1:48The preacher preachin' reachin' teachin' speakin' being breathin'
1:51You're not clock stop and now you're laying in a pretty box
1:54And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life
1:57Your brother f**kin' your damn wife
1:59You look for the pearly white gates but you realize your fate
2:01It's too late 'cause you hate you hate
2:04It's too late 'cause you hate
2:06Punk p**sy a** b**ch game over who want some
2:11Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
2:15The game is over K B baby won't you
2:17Just quit the contemplating cause
2:18I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
2:21Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
2:24The game is over K B baby won't you
2:27Just quit the contemplating cause
2:28I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
2:30Roll my blunts thick like I like my b**ch
2:33Lick my blunts and spit like she do my d**k
2:36Attempted murder d**k for ways I choke chicks
2:38Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus
2:41Killer Mike gonna calm down things gonna get a little crazy
2:43Ol' girl might yell R**e G you might as well give her a throat baby
2:46Goop goobler goop gravy no dicking her down to the ground
2:48Now you doing the Dirty South know what I'm talkin' about
2:51Big Boi my mentor hear what you hollering about
2:53But f**k that I'm looking for love all in her mouth
2:55Need her to gobble up jism like school lunches
2:58Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches
3:00Like a swarm of locusts no hocus pocus
3:02You wanna approach us buzzards and vultures
3:04We two of the dopest mic controllers
3:06Stack big bank honey folders
3:08Even wit' rollers I'm trying to told ya
3:10Even loving lavish ladies leaving landmarks
3:12Of Lemon lime lip gloss on your lavender lapels
3:15Leaping lizards keep me slizzard my mind's expanding
3:17Readily rappin' and snappin' snappin' and trappin'
3:19That's just what's happening
3:20Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
3:24The game is over K B baby won't you
3:26Just quit the contemplating cause
3:27I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
3:30Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
3:34The game is over K B baby won't you
3:36Just quit the contemplating cause
3:37I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth
3:40A whey you want come dis
3:41When you know you nuh fit
3:42You better move you bombo
3:43Before me start trip
3:45Nuff a them a talk Outkast
3:46Nuff a them a trip
3:47Nuff a them come in like a b**ch
3:49Whey wear slip
3:50A J sweet me name an' me already Chris
3:52A Outkast me spar wid
3:53So boy nuh try dis
3:55If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
3:57Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
4:00Boy hear me song an' thought a remix
4:02Brand new tune platinum hits
4:05We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch
4:07Outkast J sweet Killer Mike
4:10We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch
4:11Outkast J sweet Killer Mike
4:15We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch
4:17Outkast J sweet Killer Mike
Our sh*t don't mix like Llao and lukewarm water Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up I oughta duct tape your infant daughter Show y'all soldier a** niggaz I'm murder city's Sargeant Slaughter Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber I betcha I'll drill your heifer like Black Decker This p**sy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar I give a f**k suede bucks and Coogi sweaters What's up whatever sable fur to lamb leather I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em Ni**a know I Fedex my sh*t overnight express my sh*t Deliver my hits quick who next on my sh*t list Banana niggaz need to split Quit f**king with this thorough Atlanta click This here is Slum Lordz we make your terrific sh*t tragic My pen and pixel make violence more graphic I take raw coke cook it crack saran wrap it One motherf**king verse and it's already a classic One motherf**king verse and it's already a classic Killer Mike ni**a Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth My Cadillac got that boom boom in it listen to it drop Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top A ni**a don't stop for squares or octagons prepare I'm not the one you scared the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop Ni**a you pop lock for pop rocks but I'm only popping tweeters And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up I'mma eat up anybody who tests this I'm blessed wit' Super human powers poke your chest in the next of kin Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck Ni**a you stuck like a truck in red dirt you's in church And I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin' The preacher preachin' reachin' teachin' speakin' being breathin' You're not clock stop and now you're laying in a pretty box And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life Your brother f**kin' your damn wife You look for the pearly white gates but you realize your fate It's too late 'cause you hate you hate It's too late 'cause you hate Punk p**sy a** b**ch game over who want some Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth Roll my blunts thick like I like my b**ch Lick my blunts and spit like she do my d**k Attempted murder d**k for ways I choke chicks Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus Killer Mike gonna calm down things gonna get a little crazy Ol' girl might yell R**e G you might as well give her a throat baby Goop goobler goop gravy no dicking her down to the ground Now you doing the Dirty South know what I'm talkin' about Big Boi my mentor hear what you hollering about But f**k that I'm looking for love all in her mouth Need her to gobble up jism like school lunches Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches Like a swarm of locusts no hocus pocus You wanna approach us buzzards and vultures We two of the dopest mic controllers Stack big bank honey folders Even wit' rollers I'm trying to told ya Even loving lavish ladies leaving landmarks Of Lemon lime lip gloss on your lavender lapels Leaping lizards keep me slizzard my mind's expanding Readily rappin' and snappin' snappin' and trappin' That's just what's happening Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over K B baby won't you Just quit the contemplating cause I'll box you in your motherf**king mouth A whey you want come dis When you know you nuh fit You better move you bombo Before me start trip Nuff a them a talk Outkast Nuff a them a trip Nuff a them come in like a b**ch Whey wear slip A J sweet me name an' me already Chris A Outkast me spar wid So boy nuh try dis If you dis boy shot knaw go miss Gun shot a go teck you just like fits Boy hear me song an' thought a remix Brand new tune platinum hits We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch Outkast J sweet Killer Mike We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch Outkast J sweet Killer Mike We nah gon' run and switch like no b**ch Outkast J sweet Killer Mike
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