Joey Trap - 7th Grade lyrics
[Joey Trap - 7th Grade lyrics]
Akachi beats
Off the Henny, diamonds dancing with me
Money blue like we in Kansas City
I don't wanna hit ya weed it’s shitty
I'm in Cali smoking by the 50
Bad lil' baby, I’ma beat the kitty
I'ma bad boy It's like I signed wit' Diddy
Now you mad nigga 'cause I fucked your biddy
Didn't ask but I nutted on her titties
I'm with ya bitch in LA, wow
I fuck that bitch everyday now
I keep a 30, it spray rounds
I run up bands like a greyhound
Diamonds, they dancing
There ain't no competitor
Brodie got dreads, so he look like a Predator
Joey for President, fuck all you senators
Watch all my videos, bitch, I’m the editor
I wanna flex on these niggas that hated
And said I won’t be shit
I used to post in the cut
While my homies all whippin' up, remix
I get some head then I’m gone
Your bitch is singing my song
She wanna fuck while I'm keepin' it on
Call her giraffe 'cause her neck is so long
You talk about it, I’m living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen that work since like 7th grade
New bitch is poppin' she heavenly
Matter fact, that bitch from, hell nah
She ask for money, but hell nah
I'm smoking dody, it smell now
I got them bars like a cell now
Niggas switch fast when that cash came
I came from nothing but bad things
Now I skirt off in that fast last lane
Cuban, my neck give me back pain
They gon' be mad when this tape drop
Niggas be hating, it's straight chop
Wet up the floor like a straight mop
And it's Joey, Akachi with straight bops
Like
Uh, you talk about it, I'm living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen it work since like 7th grade
Off the Henny, diamonds dancing with me
Money blue like we in Kansas City
I don't wanna hit ya weed it’s shitty
I'm in Cali smoking by the 50
Bad lil' baby, I’ma beat the kitty
I'ma bad boy It's like I signed wit' Diddy
Now you mad nigga 'cause I fucked your biddy
Didn't ask but I nutted on her titties
I'm with ya bitch in LA, wow
I fuck that bitch everyday now
I keep a 30, it spray rounds
I run up bands like a greyhound
Diamonds, they dancing
There ain't no competitor
Brodie got dreads, so he look like a Predator
Joey for President, fuck all you senators
Watch all my videos, bitch, I’m the editor
I wanna flex on these niggas that hated
And said I won’t be shit
I used to post in the cut
While my homies all whippin' up, remix
I get some head then I’m gone
Your bitch is singing my song
She wanna fuck while I'm keepin' it on
Call her giraffe 'cause her neck is so long
You talk about it, I’m living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen that work since like 7th grade
New bitch is poppin' she heavenly
Matter fact, that bitch from, hell nah
She ask for money, but hell nah
I'm smoking dody, it smell now
I got them bars like a cell now
Niggas switch fast when that cash came
I came from nothing but bad things
Now I skirt off in that fast last lane
Cuban, my neck give me back pain
They gon' be mad when this tape drop
Niggas be hating, it's straight chop
Wet up the floor like a straight mop
And it's Joey, Akachi with straight bops
Like
Uh, you talk about it, I'm living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen it work since like 7th grade