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john cena - joey trap lyrics

[intro]
akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder
my dot red, just like clifford

[verse]
so much bape, these b*tches cannot see me
b*tch, i got this camo on
john cena, b*tch, i flex on ho*ho*ho’s, no santa claus
yeah
my n*ggas hate the cops, don’t f*ck with pigs, we break the law
i just sharked yo bm the funny thing she gave me jaw’s
uh shh
yeah, guess she is a stripper, uh
i don’t have to tip her, uh
she still let me kiss her, uh
(haha ewww)
haha, i’m off so much molly
boy, i ball, like volly
my b*tch at kavalis, yeah
haha, my b*tch like to f*ck
your b*tch like to suck
put her in my truck, yeah
(*whispers*)
haha, uh, we go to the river, uh
she gon’ suck my uh uh uh uh
i’m gon’ tear her liver up
b*tch
yeah
and i get this paper
they just hatin’ on me
i hate all my neighbors
huh, yeah, shoot the*, like layup
yo’ b*tch tryna lay up
call her princess leia, uh yeah
yeah, uh, uh*huh, ’cause she got big buns
i shop with big funds, uh
my chop a big gun
d*mn, yeah, uh, my diamonds is clean
yo’ b*tches is mean, uh
you may make the team (cut!)

- joey trap lyrics

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