Joey Trap - Next lyrics

Oh my God, what's this, an L beat?

I'm gassin' this shit
Ain't got a problem, I'm passin' a bitch
No hands with this shit still taxin' a bitch
Flow on the porn, both hands on the dick
And i'm savage as shit aye
Nigga really talkin' shit but they
Can't keep it talkin'
Niggas say that I'm a bitch
They the ones barkin'
And I duck out these hoes
Like I'm Charles Barkley
Use coke in the whip, off some molly
No joke in this shit, don't act out
Said that's your girl
I said I flex on the hoes
Fuck one time, and it's next to the hoes
Catch rec on them hoes
Got checks in the car
Bring it to the telly no sex in my car
See me shout from afar
Runnin' them bands, I should take track
When I pass by your bitch, she gon take back
I'ma roll up two grams and I face that
And I got so much jewels I can't keep track
And I got so much jewels I can't keep track
Ride in my whip with my seat back
Whole lotta hunnids and money
It's funny you broke
Everyday up bring that beat back
But put that lil' bitch in the dirt
They said he ridin' my wave
You would think they all know how to surf
I'm cookin' up everyday
Don't got time for no bitches to flirt
And I can't do minimum wage
Rather post on that block with that word
Rather post on that block with that word