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gracias - snootie wild lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah haaaaah
mane f-ck all these n-ggas
thats why i keep my ruger
but i thank em, gracias i thank em
when my pockets be on broke mode
smokin’ on this mota
i thank em, gracias i thank em
if am rich as f-ck i thank em
broke as h-ll i thank em
if im stressed out i thank em
for today i thank em
if i blow your -ss away
it could’ve been me so i thank em
forgive me lord, but i thank em

[verse 1: snootie wild]
eh, okay not everything forsure
thank you lord yeah he know so
no help where i come from
when you’re city so poor
my ghetto, man i love my ghetto
trappin’ out my ghetto
sw-ngin’ off that yayo
pocket it was solo
ready for that elbow
watching for the popo
marked up and i know so
all day they on patrol
but they have no control
bet no visa, no j’s it was reebok
talking in [?]
locked up for thank jesus
cause i could been dizzy (dizzy)
fifty countin’ a to z

[verse 2: snootie wild]
thank you lord and i know so
all about my go role
gotta stay on go mode
favorite gun is a ruger
any know im a true one
many dont h-llujah
in a eye of a shooter
so you know ill do ya
pocket it was breakin’
stomache steady aching
trappin’ out of vacant
but i had to take it
cause i could been dizzy (dizzy)
from the streets to bet i did it
real hood n-gga can’t stop me
can’t clone me or copy
chances to recopy
haters can’t believe me believe it
jesus, thank jesus believe me

- snootie wild lyrics

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