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joey trap – die4me (remix) كلمات اغاني

[intro: joey trap]
(young rich squad)
(the crimson chin)
okay, alright
yo’ yo’, yo’ yo’, yo’ yo’
aight, yo’

[verse 1: joey trap]
my b_tch is bad, but she won’t stop the texting me
act like a referee
b_tch, come have s_x with me
i don’t wan’ f_ck you unless you gon’ beg for me
let’s get you tested, i can’t get no std
met yo’ b_tch sister, they both be obsessed with me
opp n_ggas mad i got rich and successful
they hoping and wishing the cops would arrest a g
we find ya’ house and address to address it, g
rest in piece bank, in the bank i be flexing
might buy me a tesla, self driving be extra
big mr. trap, they know i’m a professor
i ain’t go to college, still teach you a lesson
scale it, i’ll flip it, i know how to stretch it
the glock almost silent, i use the suppressor
mail it and pile it, the sh_t can get violent
these b_tches wilding, they know i’m a flexer
oh, what should i drive today?
gucci, louie, fendi, prada day
wait, you do not gotta hate
why you n_ggas isn’t proud of me?
i’m on the block today
choppas out, i got a glock today, bow
you could get hit my n_gga
so just know there isn’t stopping me
my b_tch p_ssy taste like red light sabers
big d_ck f_cker like a red light saber
dark side, feeling like i’m darth vader
yo’, rich on my b_day
i don’t do, um, um
i don’t do v_day
i don’t have valentines
you wanna meet me? you gotta compromise
i need some privacy
[bridge: joey trap]
i’m in that benzo stackin’ my bands up, please don’t bother me
i keep that .44 under that seat ‘case they try robbing me
i told my main ho’ if she love me, baby, don’t lie to me
said that she just want me for money and that’s alright for me
baby ride for me
she gon’, she gon’ ride with me, haha
nod with me if you feel that rock with me
with me, with me
need someone who’d die for me
with me, for me
with me, for me, with me
either way, you with me

[verse 2: kxllswxtch]
yeah, ayy
throwin’ apples in a pit, b_tch, i’m feeling like ludacris
[?] shoot a b_tch
weenie hut junior, y’all p_ssies actin’ gooberish
b_tch, i need p_ssy, i don’t give a f_ck who it is
tats on my body, i’ma slide ’em like lubricant
poptarts, toaster mad, who the f_ck you coolin’ with
keep my d_ck inside your b_tch, like it’s rooted in
tell ’em text back, leave ’em hanging like a crucifix
said she want nuts, no acorns, uh
i dump my b_tch then i take yours, uh
make ’em say “hey” to this ar, uh
stomp ’em, we kickin’ like [?], uh, yeah
walk in the crib with my d_ck out, like what up?
gun in his mouth, if he talk tell him shut up
i’ll beat his ass when it’s dark ’til the sun up
i let you [?]
talk out his neck and his cherry get popped, like a virgin
put d_ck in [?] d_ckin’ you out like a surgeon
[?] your body, i’m purgin’
you thought it was funny because i was speaking in cursive
you rappers so ass, i be washin’ you up like detergent
you b_tches be flees to the d_ck just like a varmint
[?] her p_ssy get wet then i’m surfin’
my b_tches god like [?] be playin’ with curses
[outro: kxllswxtch]
f_ck
was that good enough, joey?
no? oh
i’m currently being held in joey’s bas_m_nt right now
eating strictly used condoms, yeah

- joey trap

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