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Joey Trap

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(album: Trap Jack 3 - 2019)


808Mafia
Ayo
Look
Yo
Look
(Flexgod on the beat tell by the bass)
Yo
Yo spin the block we ready
I'm lookin sharp machete
Walking wit bands they heavy
Joey be counting the fetty
Joey with bitches that's bad
I never check any tag
Look at they faces mad
Walk out the bank and I laugh

Been getting this bread since a juvenile
Prolly why I be flowin unusual
All my teachers said I was a stupid child
Now I hop out the tub with a Gucci towel

Bitch I make more than a doctor
I eat filet with the pasta
Pussy nigga want drama
Send 22 up at ya momma

I'm steady shooting out the llama
I never loose I'm counting commas
Ya girl is stripping her pajamas
I beat the pussy like a boxer
(FIGHT)
Never provoke a bitch uh
She finna throat the dick uh
Shawty was so convinced uh
That I fell in love shit

Look

Coca Cola doing backflips
Vvs's on me dancing
One night no attatchments
I kick her out cus Ima savage

I put my watch in the fridge
I keep a k with a clip
I never play with a bitch
Want me to sign on her tits

It's cus a young nigga rich huh
It cus they knew I'm the shit huh
It's cus she liking my style
I might just buy her channel huh

Look
A nigga say they know a nigga but they never knew me why u gotta lie to kick it
Sippin on the never mind what's in a nigga cup just know this isn't cider nigga
I just spent a bag on robbin jeans I'm in the Gucci's store my zippers clinking nigga
Diamonds on me water v v v v's
S is in the sink my nigga

My life should be MTV but these niggas hating me
But these police envy me why they wanna pull me over
Look

I just pull up in Benz
I wanna fuck on her friends
I'm finna fuck on yo look

Yo bitch is all on my dick
Told me to put in the tip
You know I gave that bitch half, huh
Full thing will kill a lil bitch
Look

done

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