
Cut Joey Trap
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[Intro]
CBass, bitch
Akachi Beats, that's my brother right there
[Chorus]
I can't sip with you cause your lean always cut
Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah
Came from nothin', we don't give a fuck
Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah
I think my bitch need a bigger ass
Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh
Top me while I'm drivin', I might crash, yuh
[Post-Chorus]
I remember, I was out of luck
She get on her knees, think she prayin' when she suck
If you need them keys, prolly know a couple plugs
I be gettin' G's, I don't need to sell no drugs, drugs
I be on that grind, like everyday aye
Nigga rich, I'm gettin' money, I don't take brakes
She give me throat-oat, oh, I feel like Tay-K, ayy
Joey droppin' bombs, you better vacate
[Chorus]
I can't sip with you cause your lean always cut
Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah
Came from nothin', we don't give a fuck
Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah
I think my bitch need a bigger ass
Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat
Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh
Top me while I'm drivin', I might crash, yuh
CBass, bitch
Akachi Beats, that's my brother right there
[Chorus]
I can't sip with you cause your lean always cut
Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah
Came from nothin', we don't give a fuck
Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah
I think my bitch need a bigger ass
Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat yuh
Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh
Top me while I'm drivin', I might crash, yuh
[Post-Chorus]
I remember, I was out of luck
She get on her knees, think she prayin' when she suck
If you need them keys, prolly know a couple plugs
I be gettin' G's, I don't need to sell no drugs, drugs
I be on that grind, like everyday aye
Nigga rich, I'm gettin' money, I don't take brakes
She give me throat-oat, oh, I feel like Tay-K, ayy
Joey droppin' bombs, you better vacate
[Chorus]
I can't sip with you cause your lean always cut
Made a hundred bands off fifty bucks, yeah
Came from nothin', we don't give a fuck
Never lackin', keep my toolies tucked, yeah
I think my bitch need a bigger ass
Not gon' lie, it do look kinda flat
Got her booty fixed and now she bad, yuh
Top me while I'm drivin', I might crash, yuh
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