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Joey Trap

The King

 

The King


Ah, mm
King of this shit, nigga
([?] made this one)
Big 33, got a big 33, got a
(Ayo Tasso, make a beat)
Ayy, ayy

Big 33, got a big 33, it's a coffin (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm the king of this shit, why everyone keep on claiming the spot? Ah, ah, ah
Bitch, I'm the king of this shit, why everyone keep on claiming the spot?
I won't die easy, lil' bitch, 'fore you touch me than you're touching my Glock
Big 33, get a big 33, nigga, watch, pop
I got your shorty, she loosen her dress and her top, ayy
I tell her, "Do what I say," I tell her, "Do what I do"
Jump the jump, baby you move when I move, I put it all on for you
Go left then right, we finna go to the bank
I told her pull out the [?] and get shit right
We finna rob them niggas, let's make it worse tonight
Go rob them, nigga
I got your shorty to go hit a lick on her own man
I'm talking to her, I make the bitch think it's her own plan
Big 33, get a big 33, now you all jammed
You was just talking and you was just flexing with no bands
Ah, he was a pussy, I knew that already
[?] if she happen to talk, but ain't getting fetty
We get to walking and we get to sparking, I'm sorry I'm petty
Been begging, asking for verses, my nigga, you should've been ready
I count bands, bands, bands, bands, bands (Bands, bands)
He see the Glock and he ran, ran, ran (Uh), ran (Ran)
Ayy, shut the fuck up, nigga, damn
You fucking up all the plans, why would I give you a chance?
Ah, I been with the shits
I got 'em fighting Mike Vick
I been in the shit and you just a prince
Why would I love me a bitch to take all my riches? What is this shit?
I walk around with a stick, the king of the shit, I been getting rich

Ayo Tasso, make a beat

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