Joey Trap - Tricks lyrics
[Joey Trap - Tricks lyrics]
If it ain't bread ion know what to do it
Baught a lil Tommy in New to it
I might just take it off
Safety and shoot the shit
All I rock Levi's and trues
Im true to myself eatin good
On my Buddha shit
My bitch rock Gucci and loui
And yeah that's my side but
She already new that shit
Yeah that's my side but she knew that shit
Yeah Ima liar she knew that shit
Yeah Ima fuck on your friend
Kick her out and then
Fuck on you too like I'm new to it aye
Skirt in that whip it's a fast car
Driving that shit like it's NASCAR
Ok maybe this a rental but you in a
Civic and I'm in a jaguar aye
Run them bands up like a track star aye
I'm on the beach at the sandbar aye
You should delete all your
Music and quit nigga
That's if you even got that far aye
Dat part aye dat part aye
My new lil bitch in a rover
I'm getting green like a clover
Boy you a bitch Ima soldier ok nigga
Ok nigga ok Brodie
Ok woadie
Why does this bitch keep on beggin for more
Why I got money and women and clothes
Why I got niggas that's still
In the trap whippin up
For the low and they still on the stove
Ok Brodie ok Brodie
Why I gotta be strapped up like a dike
Only 5'5 nigga ion wanna fight
But this 4 5 might take a nigga life
Ok bitch ok bitch
Go head dance on this dick real quick
Go head smash like I gotta hit stick
Running up bands cus I'm tryina get rich
Aye bitch so thick bitch so thick
Ass so fat Ima bust real quick
Smokin on gas while I'm putting on my kicks
No lucky charms boy this 9 like tricks aye
Aye bitch so thick bitch so thick
Ass keep shaking but the money keep
Ass keep shaking but the money keep over