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letra de grand prix - joey trap

[intro]
d-mn, n-gga, this is fancy
ayy, where we at, man?
n-gga, this the grand, this the gre—
n-gga, this the green m&m grand prix
grand prix? n-gga, that says grand prix, n-gga, you stupid
ayy, ayy, ayy, n-gga, i’m just excited to be here, n-gga, you see that?
ayy, joey, you see them cars, n-gga?
ayy, trap
ayy, trap, what kinda car that is? (go)

[verse 1]
de tomaso don’t stop at lights (nyoom)
just poured me up some purple sprite (fast car)
m&m, no pack is light (fast car)
don’t wanna race, wan’ be polite (nyoom)
just hit the gas, not thinkin’ twice (go)
[?] bad advice (go, go, go, go)
you try sh-t once, you roll the dice
try sh-t twice, you lose your life
the bentley coupe pulled up on ice
bentley coupe pulled up on brr (brr, brr)
just k!lled a fox for gucci fur (brr, brr)
lil’ shorty mad, i struck a nerve (brr)
percocet got me on swerve (brr, brr)
where your keys, n-gga? i told you stop drivin’ like that (brr, brr)
don’t wanna race, i’m still gon’ move
she like my cologne, it’s jimmy choo
if it’s me and you, don’t make her choose (go)
once i make the news
i hope out with that b-tch, you snooze (fah)
construction workers with them tools
the green m&m give bricks of blues (oh, we up all night)
white percocet, blue percocet
this purple that’s inside my cup, i woke up with some purple sweat
dog outside the pound, i pull up, pop out, don’t wan’ race the ‘vette (go, go)
[interlude]
nah, word, that n-gga trap the type of n-gga to
that—th—the, that n-gga tr—trap the type to rent that sh-t
he did—that n-gga ain’t even—ain’t even buy nothin’ (okay)
it don’t even matter though ’cause he was whippin’ that b-tch (nah, for real?)
nah, i don’t know, n-gga, i feel like, you know what i mean
alright, and he was respectful too, he ain’t say no insults

[verse 2]
thought we racin’ fast, you can’t even blink
these percocets, i can’t even blink
once i win a grand prix, my diamonds sing
presidential rollie, face a skatin’ rink
you can’t talk, you way too broke
hop out, fast car, i can’t wait to go (go)
hit the gas, i pour some more
she keep gettin’ mad, i’m smokin’ dope (don’t be mad, bae)
dope fiends knockin’, oh, they gon’ break the door
jolly ranchers inside my float
i need an igloo the way i love the snow
bricks buildin’ up the mansion stove (go)
one kitchen made the whole block glow (go)
fill out pharmacy the way the packs run low
i’m in a fast car tryna break the road
i’m in a fast car, i’m tryin’ not to sleep
i’m off the percs, got me high as f-ck, i’m heat
he said he wanna race me, n-gga, that’s so sweet
take it a compliment, i know that i’m gon’ eat
i used to clock it in, i let the chopper sleep
i’m finna win in a minute, don’t move your seat
[outro]
(that’s on god though)
don’t lose your sleep (move your feet, you lose your seat)
n-ggas been sayin’ that since elementary school, i think you never left it though
when the f-ck you gon’ learn?
man, they don’t listen, n-gga

- joey trap

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