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letra de notinthemoodtoday - joey trap

[intro]
the crimson chin?
excuse me
you a b-tch, you a b-tch
ya’ mama a b-tch and ya’ daddy’s a b-tch

[verse 1: kxllswxtch]
when i’m in the p-ssy, go dumb, autistic
bob the builder, if he got a problem, i fix it
your b-tch like nintendo, when she bored, she switch d-cks
sneak dissing on me, that’s 4, 5, 6 feet under you lay
my b-tch speak spanish, ride d-ck, andale
he think he hard, well that’s up for debate
i’ll beat your ass f-ck around, catch a case

[chorus 1: kxllswxtch]
i am not in the mood today
jesus christ, i might break your b-tches knees tonight
i don’t think you really need your life
knock him off and now he see the light
everybody wanna bug me, no lice
black and white, i got it like zebra stripes
exterminate rats, k!ll all mice
nilla color whip with two ho’s inside
oh, that’s nice
[verse 2: kxllswxtch]
dagger, like peter pan
all i can see is red
tattle strangler van d-mn, i beat a man
i did not ask you
so why are you speaking then?
jehovah witness pop up at your street address
triple z, i make him snooze
play with it, you meet your doom
i think i’m going insane, talking to walls in my room
pull up 8 6, like i’m takami tak-mi
drop top the roof, she drop top on me, top on me
i say that you boys be p-ssy with honesty
put my d-ck in her, like tampons, she waddling
pull up, hit him with the ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing
these b-tches wishy washy t–ter-tottering
you ride with snitches, just like harry potter be
opposite of even, y’all be so odd to me

[verse 3: joey trap]
molding my b-tch out the pot, call it pottery
look at me once, seem like i hit the lottery
don’t let me suck ya’ toes, b-tch, then you not a freak
told ya’ b-tch i’ll hit ya’ face if you lie to me
ayy, ayy, b-tch
my sh-t sharp, like beyblades, b-tch
my sh-t dark, like bébé’s kids
y’all just bark ’cause you can’t fade, b-tch
hit the nay nay, b-tch
my chopper gon’ make a n-gga hit the soulja boy
i’m picture perfect, n-gga, like a polaroid
please do not call me bro ’cause i am not yo’ boy
play with the glocky, n-gga, no it’s not a toy
b-tch i rock bape sh-t, less hilfiger
she gon’ f-ck with me ’cause i’m that n-gga
she gon’ suck my d-ck and then you kiss her
if you wanna stare, then take a picture
red lean look like cliiiford
reptile seats, like lizzard
big fat blunts, like lizzo
flip big bricks, like wizard
big iced up, like blizzard
rich like richard, d-ck like richard
i got richer then she said my d-ck got bigger
[chorus 2: kxllswxtch]
i’m not in the mood today
jesus christ, i’ma break ya’ b-tches knees tonight
guess you finna need a visa, right?
f-ck a wedding, i don’t need a wife
that’s why i don’t cuff a foreign b-tch
rather pull up with a boring b-tch
wanna f-ck me ’cause i’m touring sh-t
she get freaky under doors and sh-t

[verse 4: kxllswxtch]
um, uh, uh
she said my d-ck is the bomb
but it can’t fit in her palm
i hit your b-tch in her thong
after i f-ck, i’ma smoke on a bong
i’m not in the mood today
i’m not in the mood

- joey trap

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