Joey Trap - SOME MONEY lyrics

[Joey Trap - SOME MONEY lyrics]

(808 Mafia) we got us some money, huh

We got us some money, huh
The trap house is jumpin', huh
Like brand new Balenci, huh
I put my own wrist in the pot
I pull out the racks to the spot
I took your bitch out her socks
This morning I'm smokin' exotic

I ride with pistol, nigga, keep it on my side
You is a bitch, lil' nigga
No, you not my slime, huh
Big 33, got a on me, huh
Came out the trench with the mud on me, huh
Came out the flood with the drugs on me, huh
New Louboutin's, got the blood on me, huh
Came out the trap, had to run up a pack
I stay with straps, if I run up, you lack
Been off the porch and you been on your back
I got her CELINE, huh, man
That bitch is a freak, huh
Shawty a cheater, she's ​an eater
Perc and Molly, she geeked up
Now she need us
Heat tucked, gotta hustle to feed us
We don't need trust we up
So I'm knowin' that we up
And niggas can't be us

We got us some money, huh
The trap house is jumpin', huh
Like brand new Balenci, huh
I put my own wrist in the pot
I pull out the racks to the spot
I took your bitch out her socks
This morning I'm smokin' exotic

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