Released on February 7, 2006

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[Intro]

Bitch


[Chorus]

Jeezy the snowman, I make it winter time

Heard the streets hungry, well, its dinner time

Watching the state patrol, they patrol the state

Jeezy the snowman, I patrol the weight


[Verse]

Thirty-six O's for the nineteen-five

Front door service, you ain't even gotta drive (Nah)

Stacks on deck, fuck what a hater think

Lot of dead white boys equal money in the bank (Yeah)

CTE is the clique that I claim (Claim)

Know some real niggas that claim the same thing (Yep)

They don't want war, these niggas want peace

Seventy-two karats on my snowman piece

I'm dope boy fresh, 4X black tee

And it's a million motherfuckers feeling just like me (Yeah)

We roll them fat like that Oprah bitch (What?)

Color purple, all we smoke is that purple shit (Yeah)

See the red dogs, run like black cats (Yoom)

Toss the work, but I'm holding on to my strap (That's right)

Hustler music, we call it trap-hop (Yeah)

A whole lot of baking soda in the glass pot (Ayy)


[Outro: Gangster Grillz]

Big shoutout to Bankhead

Shoutout to Pittsburgh

Can't forget Mechanicsville

Shoutout to East Point

College Park

Catch up, niggas