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Joey Trap

Jealousy

 

Jealousy

(álbum: Trap Jack 3 - 2019)


You niggas mad I get it
Look at his face he jealous
I'm on the beach Venis
Look at my neck it's tennis

Niggas done changed for money
I had ya back you dummy
But when them bands came in
You started acting funny

I had to get on my boss shit
Gold on my teeth I don't floss shit
I done seen crazy numbers
Walk in the bank and I toss shit

How could you switch on me
Fuck around snitch on me
How could you try run up
I keep a stick on me

Bitch I arrived what's poppin
Look at my jeans they robbin
I'm in a Benz, he walking
She in the Bently topless
I go in the bank addition
Money my old tradition
I had the fiends sniffing
Me I've achieved different
You in ya jeans pissing
I'm on the stove wrists'

Told ya shawty we don't kiss
She gon suck on the whole dick
In a Beamer I chose this
You a goofy you chose broke
How you washed you never sold soap
Man these niggas want no Smoke

You niggas mad I get it
Look at his face he jealous
I'm on the beach Venis
Look at my neck it's tennis

Niggas done changed for money
I had ya back you dummy
But when them bands came in
You started acting funny

I had to get on my boss shit
Gold on my teeth I don't floss shit
I done seen crazy numbers
Walk in the bank and I toss shit

How could you switch on me
Fuck around snitch on me
How could you try run up
I keep a stick on me

Bitch I arrived what's poppin
Look at my jeans they robbin
I'm in a Benz, he walking
She in the Bently topless
I go in the bank addition
Money my old tradition
I had the fiends sniffing
Me I've achieved different
You in ya jeans pissing
I'm on the stove wrists'

Told ya shawty we don't kiss
She gon suck on the whole dick
In a Beamer I chose this
You a goofy you chose broke
How you washed you never sold soap
Man these niggas want no Smoke

hecho

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