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letra de better - joey trap

[intro]
akachi beats!

[chorus]
yuh, i’m too [?] sh-t i can’t buy (sh-t i can’t buy)
my b-tch bad she from shanghai (my b-tch bad she from shanghai)
new .50 blueday on standby (new .50 blueday on standby)
i’m getting bread while you stand by (i’m getting bread while you stand by)
lean pourin’ i’m sippin’ bad
she’s wetter when we’re together
he’s cheese boy i need his jacket
[?] again
broke boy i can change the weather
cold boys imma need a sweater
oldies yeah they beat my [?]
old whip got the seats all leather
just looking at my money like yah yah
b-tches so wet, lady gaga
n-ggas still running the trapdoor
i be in bed with a black hoe

[verse 1]
i pull up to the b-tch with akachi (ay)
we sippin’ lean with some [?] (ay)
hop on the beat it’s a party (ay)
i can’t fall in love girl i’m sorry (ay)
matter of fact maybe i tell you i love you but just so you give me some sloppy (ay)
two of these girls are [?] the other one black they all callin’ me papi (ay)
they hatin’ they should get they bread up (bread)
my shoes are maison margiela’s (bread)
i still like my g series better
all of you p-ssy but suck me i’m wetter (trap)
i hate when they say that i copy (copy)
n-gga this rappin’ my hobby (trap)
after i get all my paper i get on the mic and i start to catch bodies (boom)
i really do this for fun, fun
haters they see me they run, run
i do not wanna catch anything but if you really gunna fight me you best bring a gun
top five f-ck that top two
your new b-tch don’t want you (want you)
baby girl i know you love me i just wanna f-ck you (i just wanna f-ck)
go to the bank and i get it out (out)
i got my cheese i might let us out (out)
if he gunna talk then i’m in his mouth (mouth)
n-ggas be actin’ but the f-ck they really gunna do
chorus]
yuh, i’m too [?] sh-t i can’t buy (sh-t i can’t buy)
my b-tch bad she from shanghai (my b-tch bad she from shanghai)
new .50 blueday on standby (new .50 blueday on standby)
i’m getting bread while you stand by (i’m getting bread while you stand by)
lean pourin’ i’m sippin’ bad
she’s wetter when we’re together
he’s cheese boy i need his jacket
[?] again
broke boy i can change the weather
cold boys imma need a sweater
oldies yeah they beat my [?]
old whip got the seats all leather
just looking at my money like yah yah
b-tches so wet, lady gaga
n-ggas still running the trapdoor
i be in bed with a black hoe

[verse 2]
my boys don’t sell no reefer – what- me neither (huh)
we just been gettin’ them checks (checks)
all of this money you know imma flex (flex)
yeah this [?] new freezer (new freezer)
who cares? (fridge)
got so much rolls it a rack (rack)
she tryna kiss but i only want neck (ay)
frozen [?] on my lip
trip but don’t give her no tell
all of this money i swear
your b-tch is a 2 but my b-tch is a 10
[verse 3]
diamonds on me and it’s freezing (yeah)
i was f-cking hittin’ it deep (yeah)
all the n-ggas really with it (yeah)
i was hungry now i’m eatin’ (yeah)
all my n-ggas finna pop off
[?] was a knock off
haters love to say it [?]
[?] will blow your top off
new whip new droptop
lean lean lean what what
lean lean please straight drop
new b-tch give slop top
balmain’s on me yah yah
find beef go to five guy’s
i flow on the top 5
chauffeur i do not drive
your girl i do not want (yeah, yeah)
your girl i do not want
your girl i do not like
young b-tch gettin’ money yeah (yeah)
probably spend on another putty (yeah)
i remember stacking putty (yeah)
now i get a lot of money (yeah)

- joey trap

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