Joey Trap - HOVA 2 lyrics
[Joey Trap - HOVA 2 lyrics]
Hush ayy, raise that, raise that bitch
Up for me, nigga, motherfuck
'Cause I'm feelin' like that H to the is O
V to the is A
Fat blunt like Lizzo, packs gettin' busy
Suge around the block
We sellin' sack 'til we dizzy
MAC on my hip (Uh) she like coke and molly
When she hit it it's a poker face (Mwah)
I know my whip fast, it's a Lamb
But I ain't come to race
Baby is we fuckin', or I'm leavin'
I ain't come to date
Only reason I'm on Instagram is
'cause I love the hate
I'm on that flash, hit it, I came to pass
Nigga, the block is hot
I keep the brass with me
I get the bad bitches, son of a bitch
Why is you mad? Nigga, I live the lavish
So I'm never takin' out the trash
Nigga, I'm busy bomb, bitches on
Get the pack and get 'em gone
It's on the phone
Niggas reapin' what they sown
I'm in the zone
I'm gettin' bags, I'm gettin' chrome
You gettin' lones
I be with my sons in the trap spot, Nova
I am not no regular rapper
Treat me like Hova we was in the city with
Bricks and it's late October
Once a 26 hit my nigga it's gettin' colder
We gettin' equity, see the diamonds on the
Bezel with the clarity bought a bitch
Another night she wanna marry me
Bitch we fuckin', I ain't never do no charity
I be ridin' 'round the city in that chariot
This a mansion my nigga
This ain't the Mariot diamonds dancin'
They bouncin' like water on a yacht
How you lovin' that bitch and you
Know that she a thot
How you cuffin' that bitch and you
Know that she a bot
Uh, I been feelin' like that nigga, huh
But I got pride on my
Let me put that shit aside
You drew that knife across your neck
They think you suicide
We go crazy 'bout that check
Be glad you still alive
Heard the police comin' through but
We gon' still gon' slide
Heard you niggas got some choppas, well
We still arrive
Huh, like what the fuck is up
Run it up, niggas smokin' gas
I got the double cup sippin' mud, I'm a thug
I be walkin' with the slug, not a bug
I will never catch a case
'cause I don't trust
Police tryna ask me questions
Nigga, I don't budge, uh
Ayy, let that rock nigga
I keep a chop with me, this not
A Glock, it's fuck a cop, nigga I'm-
Up for me, nigga, motherfuck
'Cause I'm feelin' like that H to the is O
V to the is A
Fat blunt like Lizzo, packs gettin' busy
Suge around the block
We sellin' sack 'til we dizzy
MAC on my hip (Uh) she like coke and molly
When she hit it it's a poker face (Mwah)
I know my whip fast, it's a Lamb
But I ain't come to race
Baby is we fuckin', or I'm leavin'
I ain't come to date
Only reason I'm on Instagram is
'cause I love the hate
I'm on that flash, hit it, I came to pass
Nigga, the block is hot
I keep the brass with me
I get the bad bitches, son of a bitch
Why is you mad? Nigga, I live the lavish
So I'm never takin' out the trash
Nigga, I'm busy bomb, bitches on
Get the pack and get 'em gone
It's on the phone
Niggas reapin' what they sown
I'm in the zone
I'm gettin' bags, I'm gettin' chrome
You gettin' lones
I be with my sons in the trap spot, Nova
I am not no regular rapper
Treat me like Hova we was in the city with
Bricks and it's late October
Once a 26 hit my nigga it's gettin' colder
We gettin' equity, see the diamonds on the
Bezel with the clarity bought a bitch
Another night she wanna marry me
Bitch we fuckin', I ain't never do no charity
I be ridin' 'round the city in that chariot
This a mansion my nigga
This ain't the Mariot diamonds dancin'
They bouncin' like water on a yacht
How you lovin' that bitch and you
Know that she a thot
How you cuffin' that bitch and you
Know that she a bot
Uh, I been feelin' like that nigga, huh
But I got pride on my
Let me put that shit aside
You drew that knife across your neck
They think you suicide
We go crazy 'bout that check
Be glad you still alive
Heard the police comin' through but
We gon' still gon' slide
Heard you niggas got some choppas, well
We still arrive
Huh, like what the fuck is up
Run it up, niggas smokin' gas
I got the double cup sippin' mud, I'm a thug
I be walkin' with the slug, not a bug
I will never catch a case
'cause I don't trust
Police tryna ask me questions
Nigga, I don't budge, uh
Ayy, let that rock nigga
I keep a chop with me, this not
A Glock, it's fuck a cop, nigga I'm-