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๐Ÿ‘ค Joey Trap โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Free Trap โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:02
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โฑ๏ธ 3:02 duration
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Nigga be blowin' my mind, they talkin all day, they open that diner
Nigga be blowin' my mind, they talkin all day, they open that diner
Got a new bitch, bit of a blonde, she hop in my bed, I nut in her eyes
Nigga be talkin' bout smoke
Pull up with they bitch then leave 'em behind
Yo bitch she callin' me fancy, she gimmie that head I aim for the-

Trap, trap
Why you wanna beat ya deal cause nigga you ain't sell nothin'
Got a bitch who like to dance on you but just to make some money
Addy you gon' make it rain a hundred, bringin' me some money
All these niggas wanna talk a lot but they just climbed a furnace
Served cold through the dash nigga just to eat somethin'
Nigga wanna talk to me but I don't speak much
In the cut, closin' down my face, three blunts
He say he was gon' pull up but then that nigga run, ay
Any city that I go I still in hell nigga
Nigga wanna fuck you up cause they got ham with ya
Why a nigga always gotta keep a thang with ya
I've been pulsing in the car with the thang nigga
False enough, rolled ya side bitch when they tossin' up
Talk stuff, you ain't really doin' so you start to fuck
30 tough, you should build a church cause you ain't
Crossed enough, been coughin' up
I just full cookied, had a double but I'm high as fuck
I'm pillboxed, 'til they double start to runnin up
They can ruin your pockets if you run it up
Got grab a man hard cause they say it don't be shit
Gained mad flaw, now my figits cost like three bricks
I remember feds asking questions I ain't see shit
Lookin at my diamonds wet like water, now I cease
Yeah I do fly, bitch I'm in the clouds, I be too high
I know huh, make the kids call they momma, don't look
She nasty on em
You ain't wanna fuck, but she a baddie on, pass it up
Drink a lot of henney till I'm passin' out
Now pass it up
Doin' too much talkin
Need to act and now we actin up
Cast a madass show, beens clappin' now I'm clappin' out
Niggas had it cool but they was talkin' shit the whole time
I don't wanna fuck, but baby girl I want your whole mind
Niggas high as fuck, got to kill me just to blow em' out
Blow em' out, blow em' out, ay

Nigga be blowin' my mind, they talkin all day, they open that diner
Got a new bitch, bit of a blonde, she hop in my bed, I nut in her eyes
Nigga be talkin' bout smoke,
Pull up with they bitch then leave 'em behind
Yo bitch she callin' me fancy,
She gimmie that head I aim for the light

Wher-, wher-, where the Emma's at
Niggas talkin shit, make sure I handle that
I had a check, she ain't suck a dick the way I made her
Said I eat side, posted on the porch I ain't had none
Now I got designer human toys, nigga flame one
Bitch I feel like Sonic when I'm putting all these rings on
Woke up in the morning, popped a tag I need a theme song
Well that's my theme song
I popped a tag, need a theme song
There's my theme song

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