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notinthemoodtoday (remix) - joey trap lyrics

[intro: kxllswxtch]
the crimson chin?
excuse me
you a b*tch, you a b*tch
ya’ mama a b*tch and ya’ daddy’s a b*tch
yeah, yeah, uh, uh

[verse 1: kxllswxtch]
when i’m in the p*ssy, go dumb, autistic
bob the builder, if he got a problem, i fix it
your b*tch like nintendo, when she bored, she switch d*cks
sneak dissing on me, that’s four, five, six feet
under you lay
my b*tch speak spanish, ride d*ck, andale
he think he hard, well that’s up for debate
i’ll beat your ass f*ck around, catch a case

[chorus 1: kxllswxtch]
i am not in the mood today
jesus christ
i might break your b*tches knees tonight
i don’t think you really need your life
knock him off and now he see the light
everybody wanna bug me, no lice
black and whitе, i got it like zebra stripes
extеrminate rats, k!ll all mice
nilla color whip with two ho’s inside, oh, that’s nice
[verse 2: kxllswxtch]
dagger, like peter pan, all i can see is red
tattle strangler van d*mn, i beat a man
i did not ask you, so why are you speaking then?
jehovah witness, pop up at your street address
triple z, i make him snooze, huh
play with it, you meet your doom, uh
i think i’m going insane, uh
talking to walls in my room, uh
pull up 8 6, like i’m takami tak*mi
drop top the roof, she drop top on me, top on me
i say that you boys be p*ssy with honesty
put my d*ck in her, like tampons, she waddling
pull up, hit him with the ba*da*boom, ba*da*bing
these b*tches wishy washy, t**ter*tottering
you ride with snitches, just like harry potter be
opposite of even, y’all be so odd to me

[verse 3: joey trap]
oh
molding’my b*tch out the pot, call it pottery
look at me once, seem like i hit the lottery
don’t let me suck ya’ toes, b*tch, then you not a freak
told ya’ b*tch i’ll hit ya’ face if you lie to me, ayy, ayy, b*tch
my sh*t sharp, like beyblades, b*tch
my sh*t dark, like bébé’s kids
y’all just bark ’cause you can’t fade, b*tch
hit the nay nay, b*tch
my chopper gon’ make a n*gga hit the soulja boy
i’m picture perfect, n*gga, like a polaroid
please do not call me bro ’cause i am not yo’ boy
play with the glocky, n*gga, no it’s not a toy
b*tch i rock bape sh*t, less hilfiger
she gon’ f*ck with me ’cause i’m that n*gga, mm
she gon’ suck my d*ck and then you kiss her, mm
if you wanna stare, then take a picture
red lean look like cliiiford (red lean look like cliiiford)
reptile seats, like lizard
big fat blunts, like lizzo, uh
flip big bricks, like wizard, uh
big iced up, like blizzard
rich like richard, d*ck like richard
i got richer then she said my d*ck got bigger
[chorus 2: joey trap & kxllswxtch]
i’m not in the mood today
jesus christ
i’ma break ya’ b*tches knees tonight
guess you finna need a visa, right?
f*ck a wedding, i don’t need a wife
that’s why i don’t cuff a foreign b*tch
rather pull up with a boring b*tch
wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m tourin’ sh*t
she get freaky under doors and sh*t

[outro: joey trap]
um, uh, uh
she said my d*ck is the bomb
but it can’t fit in her palm
i hit your b*tch in her thong
after i f*ck, i’ma smoke on a bong, uh*huh
ooh, uh
i’m not in the mood today
mm
i’m not in the mood!

- joey trap lyrics

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