SheJustWantMeForMyDick Lyrics

Damn oh

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

Had to kick that bitch out

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out

She say she don't know 'bout Snow

But gimme a couple years Imma blow up

On the liquor imma load up

In a fly whip imma pull up (god damn)

I'm on a mission for skrilla

Angry racks in my bank I'm a killa

Like I said a few tracks ago Big Snow is an excellent hitta (woah)

God damn baby you got the wrong man

You mistakin' me for a damn simp

I'm real fly like a blimp (fasho)

That's why your man do envy me

That's why these bitches wanna get with me

I got the leather jacket and the jeans my cracker

I be flexing every bone and muscle I got (flex)

She just want me for my dick

Damn that be the truth I be on a lotta boof

She like snow why you so cool

I be scarred by love (yup)

And the lack thereof (real shit)

So when she hit my line I had to curve (why)

Cause

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (bye bye)

Damn that bitch persistent

She be too young for me why is you listening

Whippin' with the windows down in my section

Playing tracks about pimpin and flexin' (you know it)

Damn I be collecting I see through the fake love

I see you're pretending yeah they know Snow

That man be bout his flexin

I'm on my grind I don't love these hoes

West side runnin' with my woadies all the time

CTW till I die reppin' Peg City all the time

She hit my line like a week late

You love me hoe you're a damn faker

I gotta focus on getting paper

Money now fuck later yeah

She say she don't know me I'm on my way up

Snow be that player stackin' my paper

I remember havin' two girlies round me in the fourth grade

I'll remember them when I get big

And stunt on them fools who was fake as shit

All of the bitches that unfollowed me on the insta

I'm getting paid now listen to this

I'm comin up outta Winter City put it on my back with my whole hood (damn)

I could pop out at a Bombers game in the wrong colours and I'm still good (oh)

I was cheesin' with them cheerleaders mane

Steady pullin' hoes like I'm Pootie Tang

If she want me for my dick give her magic stick

Kick her out and I block her that's it

Shit

That's why you don't record with a fuckin cold mane

Yeah

EpicBigSnowMoment

Bring the chorus out

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

She just want me for my dick

She just want me for my clout

She just want me for my racks

Had to kick that bitch out (gone)

Gone