| Stop muhfuckin' playin' nigga, yeah
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| I’m much fuckin' trippin', all on the muhfuckin' beat, bitch!
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| And my nigga Joey Trap, trippin', hoe!
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| Stop muhfuckin' — playin!
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| If it don’t got a seal, my nigga I can’t sip that
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| Please get her off me, nigga take yo bitch back
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| King need a coffin, nigga I’m finna rip that
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| He ain’t got me coughing, brodie it’s that lip pack
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| Niggas! |
| Ay! |
| I’m on this hot shit
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| It’s 2 in the mornin', we still out, be on the block, (ay)
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| Imma fuck her once, she turned on me and then I tossed strips
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| Girl you finna fuck with that nigga, you get blue tips
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| Bullets, ay, I might pull it, we turnt up little bitch, to the fullest
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| Why she gotta give me your bread 'cuz I threw this
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| Plus she finna give me some head, or get two fists
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| 'sOver, Ay! |
| Lil nigga, this is Balmain and BAPE, not Hilfiger
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| Imma get some brain and run it like Quiksilver
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| If I ever need to say something twice
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| You get five fingers on ya—
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| If it don’t got a seal, my nigga I can’t sip that
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| Please get her off me, nigga take yo bitch back
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| King need a coffin, nigga I’m finna rip that
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| He ain’t got me coughing, brodie it’s that lip pack
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| Niggas! |
| Ay! |
| I’m on this hot shit
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| It’s 2 in the mornin', we still out, be on the block, (ay)
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| Imma fuck her once, she turned on me and then I tossed strips
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| Girl you finna fuck with that nigga, you get blue tips
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| Bullets, ay, I might pull it, we turnt up little bitch, to the fullest
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| Why she gotta give me your bread 'cuz I threw this
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| Plus she finna give me some head, or get two fists
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| 'sOver—
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| I needa get bands, if this nigga run up on me I’m gon' leave him in a can
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| Guns and the backwoods, blow him out his pants
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| Steady talkin' on the net, you the nigga in the stands
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| And niggas trippin' and they know to call my phone
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| Niggas said he takin' what?
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| Bitch, he waitin' at his home
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| In his big sus skirt, I ain’t never been no hoe
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| I’m the first one to shoot, niggas know I’m trained to go
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| Choppa eat nigga up like he Pac-Man
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| Bitch, ain’t bring the dough, get back hand
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| And I’m finna fly, nigga says packed in
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| And if the bitch act up, she get smacked in
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| Bitch’ll act tough, she get muhfuckin' slapped up
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| This nine on my lap, I don’t know how to act
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| Dumb ass nigga, ran off with his pack
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| You won’t get that shit back
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| This a
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| If it don’t got a seal, my nigga I can’t sip that
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| Please get her off me, nigga take yo bitch back
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| King need a coffin, nigga I’m finna rip that
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| He ain’t got me coughing, brodie it’s that lip pack
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| Niggas! |
| Ay! |
| I’m on this hot shit
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| It’s 2 in the mornin', we still out, be on the block, (yeah)
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| Imma fuck her once, she turned on me and then I tossed strips
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| Girl you finna fuck with that nigga, you get blue tips
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| Bullets, ay, I might pull it, we turnt up little bitch, to the fullest
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| Why she gotta give me your bread 'cuz I threw this
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| Plus she finna give me some head, or get two fists
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| 'sOver, Ay! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Seal , by - Joey Trap. Song from the album Stackin P's, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп