Joey Trap - NOT AT THE TABLE lyrics
[Joey Trap - NOT AT THE TABLE lyrics]
Not at- not at - not at the table, Carlos
Ooh, Bitch
I'm at the club with a stick, no pat down
He don't want beef, hell no he backed down
I got a big extendo mag attached now
I got a mac out, nigga the pack out
Chop go fa-fa-fa, that's it, he blacked out
Don't want smoke get hit, he act out
She took ten percocet's
I think she passed out
Both her friends still lick her ass out
She give top when I bring them racks out
Jaguar do one ten real fast
Like this a cheetah
Big drop top, I put my feet up
Forgot her name, but it's nice to meet her
She said I'm too fine
I could make your crush an eater
I got a hеater, I'm finna beat her
Shе got a good brain, she not a teacher
I'm too hot like sauce on a pizza
I'm too hot, think I got a fever
Chop got a kick like it play for FIFA
I got the street up, I got the ether
Don't wanna feature, nigga don't need it
Chop gon' take your life bitch
Know I'm the reaper
Ooh, Bitch
I'm at the club with a stick, no pat down
He don't want beef, hell no he backed down
I got a big extendo mag attached now
I got a mac out, nigga the pack out
Chop go fa-fa-fa, that's it, he blacked out
Don't want smoke get hit, he act out
She took ten percocet's
I think she passed out
Both her friends still lick her ass out
She give top when I bring them racks out
Uncle Sam, cause a nigga tax now
Keep a fan case a nigga act out
(Trap) I don't watch cable
(Trap) I feel like Fabo
(Trap) No, we don't save hoes damn
(Uh) Y'all telling fables
(Uh) water like naval
Carlos, not at the table
Ooh, Bitch
I'm at the club with a stick, no pat down
He don't want beef, hell no he backed down
I got a big extendo mag attached now
I got a mac out, nigga the pack out
Chop go fa-fa-fa, that's it, he blacked out
Don't want smoke get hit, he act out
She took ten percocet's
I think she passed out
Both her friends still lick her ass out
She give top when I bring them racks out
Jaguar do one ten real fast
Like this a cheetah
Big drop top, I put my feet up
Forgot her name, but it's nice to meet her
She said I'm too fine
I could make your crush an eater
I got a hеater, I'm finna beat her
Shе got a good brain, she not a teacher
I'm too hot like sauce on a pizza
I'm too hot, think I got a fever
Chop got a kick like it play for FIFA
I got the street up, I got the ether
Don't wanna feature, nigga don't need it
Chop gon' take your life bitch
Know I'm the reaper
Ooh, Bitch
I'm at the club with a stick, no pat down
He don't want beef, hell no he backed down
I got a big extendo mag attached now
I got a mac out, nigga the pack out
Chop go fa-fa-fa, that's it, he blacked out
Don't want smoke get hit, he act out
She took ten percocet's
I think she passed out
Both her friends still lick her ass out
She give top when I bring them racks out
Uncle Sam, cause a nigga tax now
Keep a fan case a nigga act out
(Trap) I don't watch cable
(Trap) I feel like Fabo
(Trap) No, we don't save hoes damn
(Uh) Y'all telling fables
(Uh) water like naval
Carlos, not at the table