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Joey Trap House

[Intro]
Akachi in this mother f..cker
Yeah, yeah, mm
Yeah

[Verse]
I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I'm might make her my spouse
Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can't fit in her mouth, yeah
We keep a chop and a .40, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
Big homie bang Big B's, blue hundred crip, no C's, yeah
Back I was in high school, niggas had F's and D's, yeah
I had to get on my shit, niggas ain't f..ckin' with this, yeah
F..ckin' with a shorty, don't kiss, you cannot touch my lips
Tired of these niggas talkin'
I'm in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah
Niggas like bitches, they stalkin'
Hop in a Bentley I'm off it, yeah
Go to my jeweler, I said, "Ice me out boy i'm dropping a bag" yeah
Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah
I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I'm might make her my spouse
Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can't fit in her mouth, ew
We keep a chop and a .40, like niggas done came from the south, yeah

[Verse]
I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I'm might make her my spouse
Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can't fit in her mouth, yeah
We keep a chop and a .40, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
Big homie bang Big B's, blue hundred crip, no C's, yeah
Back I was in high school, niggas had F's and D's, yeah
I had to get on my shit, niggas ain't f..ckin' with this, yeah
F..ckin' with a shorty, don't kiss, you cannot touch my lips
Tired of these niggas talkin'
I'm in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah
Niggas like bitches, they stalkin'
Hop in a Bentley I'm off it, yeah
Go to my jeweler, I said, "Ice me out boy i'm dropping a bag" yeah
Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah
I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I'm might make her my spouse
Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can't fit in her mouth, ew
We keep a chop and a .40, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
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