Текст Joey Trap – Kicks

Hop on my phone
Hit up yo bitch (no way, ay, ay)
I just want head
She wanna kiss (ay, ay, no way)
Wrist so wet
I might flex
Choker on my bitch now she my pet
That’s a leash my bitch trained
You a type of nigga to wife a bitch you trained
Sippin codeine with my Molly (ay, ay)
Name any flow I can’t body (Ok)
Truey and Bape on my body
Brick in the front with the shotty
Ballin like LeBron but I still got heat like Miami
Had it for the cheap lil Bruh I used to sell them grammys
Outside of my Grammys
I go hard like rambo
Talkin bout 1904 this 9 shoot off your afro
Got a girl who Model She gon suck me like I’m candy
She be wearing mini-skirts
But never wear no panties
I got no relation to her
She still call me daddy (Joey Trap is Daddy)
She got cake like patty
I might have to handle
Met her on the beach and Ima fuck her out her sandals

Your girl always blowing me cus I get lit like candles
Look
Hop outta bed
Throw on my kicks (ay, ay, Pay Day)
Frie me some eggs
Eat me some trix (ay, ay, ayy)
Hop on my phone
Hit up yo bitch (no way, ay, ay)
I just want head
She wanna kiss ay, ay, go way