Artist: Driicky Graham Album: Snap Backs & Tattoos (S) Song: Snap Backs & Tattoos Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com {A-A-Arch Tha Boss, let's go} [Chorus: Driicky Graham] Snap backs and tattoos, snap backs and tattoos Nice whips, fly chicks, all dat cause cash rules Snap backs and tattoos, snap backs and tattoos Nice whips, fly chicks, all dat cause cash rules Uh, show off ya hats, show off ya tats Show off ya arms, legs, chest, show off ya backs Snap backs and tattoos, snap backs and tattoos N-N-Nice whips, fly chicks, all dat cause CASH RULES... [Driicky Graham] Okay now snap backs and tattoos, rap fat I'm that dude My backpack got cash that, I make a ass clap like tap shoes I'm in-ter-natio-nal, y'all nig-gaz vaginal I pass through, fresh to death, you've now entered swag school Ladies holdin kisses, swagger cold as sickness #TeamDriicky tatted on 'em, cause they ass is so ridiculous In the Masi', paparazzi, man they can't control the pictures New, M.O.B. tat, screamin money over bitches My, clothes and tats they're all custom though Something that you ain't accustom to Don't collapse with the Huxtables Hoes like hats, they adjustable This is for my ladies and my fellas gettin gravy witcha bodies marked up, like the train back in the 80s' I, been through the test, now I'm ink in my chest, tryin to triple my checks I spend through the rest, buyin a Mitchell & Ness, fly and it fit you the best From NY to LA, North Cackalack to Baton Rouge All across the latitude, everybody rockin' them... [Chorus] [Driicky Graham] In my hood, they wear them snap backs and tattoos Clack clack and snatch jewels Pack tools, crap shoot, and sell crack in glass tubes Our chicks? Attitude, hard enough to get at a dude Tatted up, fattest butt, suck it off, VACUUM (Hahaha) Trips to Miami Ink, after that, Lowrider When I say, "we ballin" trick, I don't mean no +Globetrotter+ Driicky is a monster, ain't a err' up in here safe Since I murder raps, I should tat a tear up on my face Can't you hear this flow? It's evil, can't be near us, close to lethal Y'all are weird, yo I'm just here to spit 'bout piercings, clothes, and needles Rack some cheer-up for the people, rappers fear cause most are feeble I don't have to smoke, I rap the dope considered so illegal, damn~! To all my Gs' up, can I just get a witness? If ya inked up, from the feet up, or you're stylin, in a Mitch' Ness Ain't leavin out my females, I'm talkin 'bout dat ass too Show 'em all, roll call, let them bitches know we wear them... [Chorus] [Outro] NW, EMG, Top 40 We out