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The Prodigal Son Pierre Montray - Still Cookin' wit Sno Lyrics



The Prodigal Son Pierre Montray - Still Cookin' wit Sno Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah back at it
Still cookin' wit Sno
Let's get them pots rattling
Conversating on cumulating my economics
Hood prophet
Salute to OG's that profited during Reaganomics
Chain rocking just watching'll make a hater vomit
Goofy
The hood love me like a 2 piece okra & fries
Talking BIG boy you ready to die
They be foul where I'm from
You can tell by the look in they eyes
Waiting on you in your crib but they ain't hollerin surprise
Surprise surprise surprise
Hood steady mobbing
Be your own people they coming they know you got it
Ain't nobody safe if that paper become the topic
You want it the kid got it
Long as you got the profit
Your girl say her man lame That's a ditto
Comfortable with my pockets fat
Shout out to Lizzo
Lizzo Lizzo Lizzo

You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money

Bull City get the money long time no cash
Bout my CREAM chea
All I see is green Hulk smash
Lot of dudes spittin but most of them straight trash
Claiming that they thug but straight outta Locash
The boy mean catch your girl and I'm all up in her wind pipe
Hoodie over the Lo jeans Cocaine Nikes
Before school
At the bus stop throw 3 dice
Lighting L's
Know you heard of Club Shay Shay right
Bout that action
Sonning these cats like Joe Jackson
Laughing counting this money sitting in traffic
Ain't saying I'm the best
Just well above average
Flow like he got a chipped tooth small hommie it's magic
Far from a killer but don't temp me
Empty opinions of haters won't get your rent paid
Them boys green and your boss is a rat
That's your sensi
Pockets stuck on Varnell Hill
Did you miss me
Montray flow oh so amazing

You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
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Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah back at it
Still cookin' wit Sno
Let's get them pots rattling
Conversating on cumulating my economics
Hood prophet
Salute to OG's that profited during Reaganomics
Chain rocking just watching'll make a hater vomit
Goofy
The hood love me like a 2 piece okra & fries
Talking BIG boy you ready to die
They be foul where I'm from
You can tell by the look in they eyes
Waiting on you in your crib but they ain't hollerin surprise
Surprise surprise surprise
Hood steady mobbing
Be your own people they coming they know you got it
Ain't nobody safe if that paper become the topic
You want it the kid got it
Long as you got the profit
Your girl say her man lame That's a ditto
Comfortable with my pockets fat
Shout out to Lizzo
Lizzo Lizzo Lizzo

You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money

Bull City get the money long time no cash
Bout my CREAM chea
All I see is green Hulk smash
Lot of dudes spittin but most of them straight trash
Claiming that they thug but straight outta Locash
The boy mean catch your girl and I'm all up in her wind pipe
Hoodie over the Lo jeans Cocaine Nikes
Before school
At the bus stop throw 3 dice
Lighting L's
Know you heard of Club Shay Shay right
Bout that action
Sonning these cats like Joe Jackson
Laughing counting this money sitting in traffic
Ain't saying I'm the best
Just well above average
Flow like he got a chipped tooth small hommie it's magic
Far from a killer but don't temp me
Empty opinions of haters won't get your rent paid
Them boys green and your boss is a rat
That's your sensi
Pockets stuck on Varnell Hill
Did you miss me
Montray flow oh so amazing

You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You can keep ya compliment
I need the money
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
You bummy
Bernie from Above the Rim looking
You cats is corny
Corny
Ridin' in the six I'm lit
On the way to the money
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Writer: Dysaijah Crenshaw, Pierre Banks, Robert Clark
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