Joey Trap - TOO MUCH lyrics
[Joey Trap - TOO MUCH lyrics]
I think I be countin' bread too much
Yeah (yeah) , look, haha
I think I be countin' bread too much
Double choppas make him double dutch, haha
I just got here, what the fuck is up? yeah
Bitch, what's popping, Let's roll
Up a blunt, yeah
Niggas hatin', boy just chase a bag
Represent the Puerto Rican flag
(Boricua) haha
Fuck her throat, I make your shorty gag, ha
I hit Gucci, never check a tag
I love money, that's a fact, uh huh, haha
She a baddie, make it clap, uh huh, yeah
Bitch, I'm 'bout it, I don't act, uh, uh
Yeah pistol make him heart attack, uh, uh
I've been rockin' Yves Saint Laurent, yeah
Can't pronounce it, always say it wrong, yeah
Call me Trap, I'm smokin' on some strong
Yeah
Flip a pack, I got the birdies gone, huh, ayy
Yeah Bitch, I get them bands, uh
I get, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I count dividends, yeah, mm, yeah
You can't see my lens, uh
I see through the glass, uh
You see through the fence, uh, shit, uh
Niggas on defense
Why you so defensive? (Bitch)
But you just offensive (What?)
I just had to throw the VVS' on my necklace
Ask the other opps, you pussy boys
Do not wanna test us, yeah
Bitch, Trap