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letra de loui - joey trap

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[intro: joey trap]
trap, trap, trap, trap
that’s is right there, gnealz

[chorus: joey trap]
why they think i’m the plug?
i’m off of too many drugs
i just be sippin’ this mud
lean, i be all in my cup
i’m drippin’ louis vuitton
i got these louis v socks
all of my n-ggas, we flex (that’s is right there, gnealz)
i just be droppin’ the bomb

[verse 1: shad dollaz & joey trap]
shawty freaky, p-ssy wet like a lake
green, n-gga, gotta get to the cake
most fendi, mix that sh-t with the bape
i smoke a p-ssy n-gga like an ape
your girl blowin’ me like a fan
long flight, f-ck a b-tch when i land
shot down, got a crib in j-pan (that’s is right there, gnealz)
god told me, but this isn’t no rare
rolled up, h-lla king in the rover
chief keef, man, i hate bein’ sober
hot sh-t in my cup, like it’s forges
gang here, we some mother f-ckin’ soldiers
i keep that glizzy on me, that’s the hammer
got shorty, she’s tryna suck me up on camera
ayy, i f-ck her and leave cause i don’t got no manners (that’s is right there, gnealz)
you n-ggas just rappin’ plus ya’ b-tch a scammer, but sh-t
i keep on louis vuitton
none of my n-ggas is cons
i prolly f-ck with yo’ mom
dressed a n-gga with that k, like it’s prom
dressed a n-gga with that k, like it’s prom
strap on me, like i came with a bomb
rich homie, but my name isn’t quan
draped up in the louis vuitton

[chorus: joey trap]
why they think i’m the plug?
i’m off of too many drugs
i just be sippin’ this mud
lean, i be all in my cup
i’m drippin’ louis vuitton
i got these louis v socks
all of my n-ggas, we flex (that’s is right there, gnealz)
i just be droppin’ the bomb

[interlude: joey trap]
haha, trap
you know how we be comin’ back, it’s 1904 kloud gang sh-t
look

[verse 2: joey trap]
maserati race car
louie and the bape on
super fly n-gga, like a n-gga got a cape on
got a mixtape on [?]
hit it in the mornin’ like it’s j. cole and drake on
draco warm ’em, kloud god show ’em up
got a b-tch, so she only drink starbucks
wrists on star struck, crackin’ like walnuts
[?]
b-tch wanna call her bae, get your funds up
b-tch, yeah you better get your funds up
and it’s kloud gang all up (that’s is right there, gnealz)
and my n-ggas goin’ all up

[chorus: joey trap]
why they think i’m the plug?
i’m off of too many drugs
i just be sippin’ this mud
lean, i be all in my cup
i’m drippin’ louis vuitton
i got these louis v socks
all of my n-ggas, we flex (that’s is right there, gnealz)
i just be droppin’ the bomb

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