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Joey Trap

YAAKY

 

YAAKY

(album: Playlist For The End Of The World (Deluxe) - 2020)


(Young Rich Squad)

If a nigga in the club, you know I throw it up
I be sipping Henny, watch me pour it up
Pull up in that Benz, you know we tore it up
And my circle small, there only four of us
But we pulled up deep, I got the yaaky on me
I still keep the pack, he running from the police
She so sweet like taffy, wanna be my only
I can't cuff a thot , I only cuff the money
Now I'm rocking BB, used to be the Fendi
I don't watch no TV, I just shoot my semi
I be wit your shorty and we off the Henny
She just want some bands, she work at JC Penny
Said she wanna live on the sunny side
Race her to the car, I had the gun inside
How you live like this? I get my money right
Married to the money, I don't want no wife

I was only 20, had to get a bag
You cannot offend me, why you getting mad?
Pull up in that Bentley, niggas love to brag
I be in the mall, I never check a tag
If a nigga in the club, you know I throw it up
Throw it up, bitch, we throw it up
Ayy, I throw it up
Bitch, we throw it up
Ayy, you know we throw it up
Sipping out the bottle 'til we throwing up
Yeah, 'til we throwing up
I be sipping out the bottle 'til we throw it up
Throw it up, yeah, ayy, look

If a nigga in the club, you know I throw it up
I be sipping Henny, watch me pour it up
Pull up in that Benz, you know we tore it up
And my circle small, there only four of us
But we pulled up deep, I got the yaaky on me
I still keep the pack, he running from the police
She so sweet like taffy, wanna be my only
I can't cuff a thought, I only cuff the money
Now I'm rocking BB, used to be the Fendi
I don't watch no TV, I just shoot my semi
I be wit your shorty and we off the Henny
She just want some bands, she work at JC Penny
Said she wanna live on the sunny side
Race her to the car, I had the gun inside
How you live like this? I get my money right
Married to the money, I don't want no wife

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