Snoopin` — текст песни (Twista)





(feat. Danny Boy)

[Intro: Danny Boy]
Have mercy.. mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy.
Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh-ohhhh-ohhh.. [harmonizing]
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me

[Twista]
Now, now, when my boo let me break `em off, freaky when we makin love
I can do shit to you that`ll make you shake in lust
Comin through how I be stoppin off, kinky when I make you cum
How could you wanna do shit that`ll make me break the trust?
Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body
and actin shady when I`m out the crib, lightly
Cause somethin bogus just to fight me spite me all in my area
plus I`m a Sagittarius, you a Pisces
For some reason we be clickin like we on business
but you be on some bullshit
Askin me where I go, what I do, how I kick it
Won`t you get with it baby girl, I don`t cheat on you and pull shizz
Now who don`t wanna roll on, chrome with then go home with
Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick
I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin you phones and fits
How many times I told you, I ain`t known shit
But you steady don`t listen even though it`s your friends that listen
Gotta have trust, but you won`t back up on a couple I`ll catch you wishin
Claimin that I`m fuckin on another bitch and
all in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin
Tell me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in my shirt you done found number
You steady lurkin while I was up in the shower
dumpin all of my pants pockets, trippin cause you done found a rubber
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus: Danny Boy]
That`s not right (that`s not right)
Snoopin through my things (you snoopin baby, snoopin baby)
I don`t do it to you (I don`t do it, I don`t do it)
You shouldn`t do that to me (I don`t do it to you)
That`s not right (that`s not right)
Snoopin through my things (snooooopin through my things)
I don`t do it to you (and I sho` wouldn`t do it)
You shouldn`t do that to me (I ain`t gon` do it to you)

[Danny Boy]
I was sittin in the front just watchin videos
Readin my magazine, my Vibe magazine, yeah
I coulda sworn that I turned my damn 2-Way off
But damn I heard it ring, I think I heard it ring, yeahhh
If it`s somethin that you think that`s wrong got you feelin insecure
I`m grown - baby let me know, and then I`ll let you know
Cause I`m the one that`s footin the bills
And I`m not the wrong one, that`s for real
You can get your shit and go, gooooo!

[Twista]
Now you don`t see me all up in your dresser drawers
You don`t see me goin through your Jag
You don`t see me in your celli; you don`t see me
searchin through your thongs, and you don`t see me though your Gucci bag
Baby you got the shabazz; sometimes you need a swift, kick up the ass
just to to see how far a foot can go
Would you wash it and took it slow, couldn`t though
Pressure cookin low, bitch I hope you find what you lookin fo`
I`m losin focus from fuckin witchu, don`t get me charged
Come in from a show, my whole closet be picked apart
If anybody should be paranoid in this motherfucker it should be me
I`m the one smokin hydro by the jars
You need to leave my stuff alone, go and get some business of your own
cause me and you ain`t spendin precious time together
Baby don`t touch mine, I shouldn`t need a "don`t touch" sign
I ain`t explainin nothin, you can find whatever
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Twista]
Now when I get up in your ooh-watcha-katcha
Move to the mm-ch-ka mm-ch-ka mm-ahh, don`t lie
You peepin the details of my fax, mail and voice mail
and E-mail and why sugar, don`t try
to come up with the justification for what you doin
The relationship`s about to be ruined for what you persuin
Steadily tryna see who I`m screwin like I`m fuckin the nation
It`s nothin but hatin that the homies be doin
Spittin rumors all up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere
Baby what`s the mission here, listen here
You lookin for numbers and fist in hair
It must be here for a reason so quit before I have to make you disappear
I can do without you pokin through pockets
Prophecy`s potent, whatchu peepin fo`?
I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin
shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I`m tellin you.

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Danny Boy ad libs]

[Chorus w/ variations]



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