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Snow Lyrics
"Mistaken Identity"

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Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

The brethren she a see him look just like me

Except him drive a 430 but mine is a 500 SP

Sitting on chrome dub plate AMG's

Baguettes in a me Locman haters hating on me

Chat behind me back because they can't confront me

Her man has a 9 to 5 but him no make money

Me only push me chopped CLK when it's sunny

Dem lie cheat and steal point their finger at me

Me a tell dem, me a tell dem that me not guilty

Tell them again

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

Many a sorrow, many a joy

Never you try fi, take Snow fi a toy

Some doing good, Lord, some doing bad

And this type of bad doing driving me mad

So send me some evil, send me some good

Speak up all my brethren who are suffering at the hood

Some of dem thief and some of dem crook

It's not your business don't look

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

C-O C-O get me out of this shit

Call my lawyer, tell the judge that I'm innocent

How could it be me when I was pumping with my G

Down in Vegas watching Snow on MTV

So mister overseer, can you please set me free

I said the robbers sped off in a MPV

Ask Danny P, Chris Black push a stroked Bentley

He had on a Tech Marine I had a Patek Philippe

I'm not guilty

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty

Mistaken identity

When it really, really wasn't me

You're trying to convict me

But you know me not guilty