big bands - joey trap lyrics
[intro]
(akachi on the beat lil’ b-tch)
(joey trap is daddy, f-ck all them other rappers)
[verse 1]
look
big watch big bands ,huh
got your main b-tch lookin like a fan, huh
money in my pocket to be honest i can’t stand up
20 naked b-tches in the crib make my bedrock
30 bands in my true jeans
she gon suck my d-ck ’til it’s soft now that’s a true queen
no one tryina cuff me all these b-tches say i’m too mean
i can’t trust them anyways these b-tches f-ck the whole team
dumb n-gg- want beef ,n-gg- eat a hamburger
cus this 30 on my hip finna handle ya
talking on the internet i never was a fan of it
he done seen the nina by my nuts and he ran from it
dumb n-gg- just a track star
used to ride the bus now i’m slidin in this fast car
nascar
switch lanes swerving, issa jaguar
stupid -ss n-gg- really scared, got a fast heart
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
prolly’ cause i never asked asked they name when they came through!
[verse ]
two f’s on my belt b-tch it’s fendi
two f’s i’ll never give can’t offend me
got two racks chillin in my hand off this henny
she ask for a sip stupid b-tch i’m not friendly
dummy
aye
i be g-ssing
rings and things lil b-tch i be cashin
shake that -ss lil b-tch you be spazzing
ain’t no ford lil b-tch this an aston
over
aye
get it back tho
stupid -ss n-gg-s thought they finna get a p-ss tho
running through them bands u ain’t know a n-gg- fast tho
if i was a comic book they’d prolly call me flash hoe
[verse 1]
look
big watch big bands ,huh
got your main b-tch lookin like a fan, huh
money in my pocket to be honest i can’t stand up
20 naked b-tches in the crib make my bedrock
30 bands in my true jeans
she gon suck my d-ck ’til it’s soft now that’s a true queen
no one tryina cuff me all these b-tches say i’m too mean
i can’t trust them anyways these b-tches f-ck the whole team
dumb n-gg- want beef ,n-gg- eat a hamburger
cus this 30 on my hip finna handle ya
talking on the internet i never was a fan of it
he done seen the nina by my nuts and he ran from it
dumb n-gg- just a track star
used to ride the bus now i’m slidin in this fast car
nascar
switch lanes swerving, issa jaguar
stupid -ss n-gg- really scared, got a fast heart
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
i can’t remember none of these b-tches that i ran through
prolly’ cause i never asked asked they name when they came through!
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