Joey Trap - Lois Lane lyrics

[Joey Trap - Lois Lane lyrics]

I'm that, uh, I'm that, what?
I'm that nigga, huh? I'm that, hehe (Aye)

I'm that nigga, huh?
Codeine got me crippled, uh
My bitch come in triples, uh
Double D, I dip her, uh
My bitch look like Lois Lane
Mm, yours Lois Griffin
Fucked that bitch, forgot her name, uh
She's always bitchin', ooh

Feel like Flocka, in the paint
I'm goin' hard these bitches flock
They've been this way from the start
I just got the Bentley coup, it's push start
Got a bitch in NYU, she's so smart
Plus I got the new whip, paddle shifters
Skrtin' out, nigga talkin', he a pussy
Watch your mouth it'd be a shame
Killers at ya Mommas house
I don't want a conversation
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

I just got it, I just caught it, uh

I just get it, uh, you just
Do it, like my Nikes, uh
Boy forget it, uh, with the
Trueys, bitches want me, uh
(True) bitches love me, uh, yes, I
Knew this, boy, the choppa, uh

With the drum, we can shoot
It, boy, forget it, boy
Guess who knew it? Yes, I knew
This, yes, I knew this, boy
(Stupid) got the choppa, uh, with the
Drum, we can shoot it, boy
Yes I knew this, yes, you knew
This, thought you knew this, boy

I just do what I say, uh
You just do what I say, uh
Prolly on an island, uh, smokin'
Dope with my bae, uh
Haha look
I'm turnin' up, yo, let's celebrate, uh
Don't give a fuck, like I'm celibate, uh
She said my dick look like
An elephant, wow, look, huh
She said my dick like an elephant (Stupid)
Ya'll flow is not so intelligent, uh (Dummy)
Y'all niggas broke, it's irrelevant, uh
Joey's so sick, he need medicine, medicine
I just be countin' them Benjamin's
Go ask your girl
You ain't know I'm a gentleman

I'm that nigga, huh?
Codeine got me crippled, uh
My bitch come in triples, uh
Double D, I dip her, uh
My bitch look like Lois Lane
Mm, yours Lois Griffin
Fucked that bitch, forgot her name, uh
She's always bitchin', ooh

Feel like I'm a family guy, y'all my sons
Not no Stewie y'all is wack
Y'all is Chris cause you fuckin' goofy
Never beg, someone tell that THOOTER Meg
SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH (Shut the fuck up hoe)
You's a suck up, bitch, uh
(You a suck up hoe)
I don't fuck up, bitch, uh
(I don't fuck up hoe)
All my niggas rich, yeah

I'm in a Superman whip
With a super bad bitch
Y'all just super mad broke and
That is super tragic, look
Look, I fucked around and got rich
Your bitch is all on my dick
She want to swallow my kids
I wanna go and get bread, uh
You niggas all about
You niggas ought to be mad, mm
When I pull up in that jag', mm
I fucked that bitch and then spazzed out

Go to the mall and I cashed out
Look, go to the mall and I cashed out
She never been to the trap house
Show her around, then I smash out
After I fuck her, she pass out
My bitch look like Lois Lane
Joey be smokin' that flame uhh, Joey
The best in the game, what?
Joey the best in the game
Joey the best and that's facts
Joey the best in the game, look

Joey the best in the game
My bitch look like Lois Lane, uh
Superman whip, I'm insane, uh bitch

It's Joey
I run that bitch up, like track meet, uh
Joey that boy with the pump
Durag on me like I'm- haha, look, over

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