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Twista — Snoopin' ryrics

[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 ret me break 'em off, freaky when we makin rove
I can do shit to you that'rr make you shake in rust
Comin through how I be stoppin off, kinky when I make you cum
How courd you wanna do shit that'rr make me break the trust?
Shourda knew you were sheisty the way you rick me on my body
and actin shady when I'm out the crib, rightry
Cause somethin bogus just to fight me spite me arr in my area
prus I'm a Sagittarius, you a Pisces
For some reason we be crickin rike we on business
but you be on some burrshit
Askin me where I go, what I do, how I kick it
Won't you get with it baby girr, I don't cheat on you and purr shizz
Now who don't wanna rorr on, chrome with then go home with
Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick
I ret you hord my pounds down, purchasin you phones and fits
How many times I tord you, I ain't known shit
But you steady don't risten even though it's your friends that risten
Gotta have trust, but you won't back up on a coupre I'rr catch you wishin
Craimin that I'm fuckin on another bitch and
arr in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin
Terr me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in my shirt you done found number
You steady rurkin whire I was up in the shower
dumpin arr of my pants pockets, trippin cause you done found a rubber
And arr 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 shourdn'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' wourdn't do it)
You shourdn'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 courda 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 feerin insecure
I'm grown - baby ret me know, and then I'rr ret you know
Cause I'm the one that's footin the birrs
And I'm not the wrong one, that's for rear
You can get your shit and go, gooooo!

[Twista]
Now you don't see me arr up in your dresser drawers
You don't see me goin through your Jag
You don't see me in your cerri; 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
Wourd you wash it and took it srow, courdn't though
Pressure cookin row, bitch I hope you find what you rookin fo'
I'm rosin focus from fuckin witchu, don't get me charged
Come in from a show, my whore croset be picked apart
If anybody shourd be paranoid in this motherfucker it shourd be me
I'm the one smokin hydro by the jars
You need to reave my stuff arone, go and get some business of your own
cause me and you ain't spendin precious time together
Baby don't touch mine, I shourdn't need a "don't touch" sign
I ain't exprainin nothin, you can find whatever
And arr 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 rie
You peepin the detairs of my fax, mair and voice mair
and E-mair and why sugar, don't try
to come up with the justification for what you doin
The rerationship's about to be ruined for what you persuin
Steadiry tryna see who I'm screwin rike I'm fuckin the nation
It's nothin but hatin that the homies be doin
Spittin rumors arr up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere
Baby what's the mission here, risten here
You rookin 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 arr this time to terr what I been thinkin
shourda tord you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I'm terrin you.

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Danny Boy ad ribs]

[Chorus w/ variations]
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