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letra de whip fast* - joey trap

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[chorus]
baby think i’m ballin’ cause my whip fast, ayy
i don’t got no problem cause my b-tch bad, ayy
you be talkin’ nonsense, where your lisp at? ayy
nina throw away, i’m finna ditch that, ayy
young rich squad, yeah, i rep that, gang
kloud gang up, so you boys can’t hang
[?], where the tech at? sheesh
don’t sell drugs, sell mp3’s

[verse]
i’ma order out, sip a forty ounce
shawty out and she wildin’ out, you should watch your mouth
free my n-ggas locked up in the pen and let my brodies out
i remember sneakin’ out the crib to go to brodies house
bro a felon, he still keep a weapon, yeah
smith & wesson, thought my whip was rented, yeah
give him seven shots, he learned his lesson, yeah
he was wildin’, make him go to heaven, yeah
dummy, n-gga, you a dummy n-gga, i don’t f-ck with n-ggas
run a n-gga, i’ma run a n-gga, where my money, n-gga?
funny thing, them n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, i used to run with n-ggas
now i’m ’bout my lonely countin’ bread where it’s sunny, n-gga
i be out in cali smokin’ loud packs
[?] with the moon rocks, yeah, i’m about that
my b-tch never lonely, she gon’ come through
talk sh-t, you gon’ find out what this gun do

[chorus]
baby think i’m ballin’ cause my whip fast, ayy
i don’t got no problem cause my b-tch bad, ayy
you be talkin’ nonsense, where your lisp at? ayy
nina throw away, i’m finna ditch that, ayy
young rich squad, yeah, i rep that, gang
kloud gang up, so you boys can’t hang
[?], where the tech at? sheesh
don’t sell drugs, sell mp3’s

[verse]
i’ma order out, sip a forty ounce
shawty out and she wildin’ out, you should watch your mouth
free my n-ggas locked up in the pen and let my brodies out
i remember sneakin’ out the crib to go to brodies house
bro a felon, he still keep a weapon, yeah
smith & wesson, thought my whip was rented, yeah
give him seven shots, he learned his lesson, yeah
he was wildin’, make him go to heaven, yeah
dummy, n-gga, you a dummy n-gga, i don’t f-ck with n-ggas
run a n-gga, i’ma run a n-gga, where my money, n-gga?
funny thing, them n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, i used to run with n-ggas
now i’m ’bout my lonely countin’ bread where it’s sunny, n-gga
i be out in cali smokin’ loud packs
[?] with the moon rocks, yeah, i’m about that
my b-tch never lonely, she gon’ come through
talk sh-t, you gon’ find out what this gun do

[chorus]
baby think i’m ballin’ cause my whip fast, ayy
i don’t got no problem cause my b-tch bad, ayy
you be talkin’ nonsense, where your lisp at? ayy
nina throw away, i’m finna ditch that, ayy
young rich squad, yeah, i rep that, gang
kloud gang up, so you boys can’t hang
[?], where the tech at? sheesh
don’t sell drugs, sell mp3’s

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