Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PRESSURE, artist - Joey Trap. Album song STFU, in the genre
Date of issue: 19.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Rich Squad
Song language: English
PRESSURE |
Akachi in this motherfucker |
Yeah, yeah, uh |
(Bitch I’m on yo' block with my cock out) |
Yeah (Hard) |
Black whip tinted, bitch, I’m feelin' like Bruce |
Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose |
Pull up, do damage, I’ma knock him out his shoes |
Said her want smoke, then bitch, I’m feelin' like Zeus |
Don’t want pressure, pressure, pressure |
Don’t want pressure, pressure, pressure |
Don’t want pressure, pressure, pressure |
Don’t want pressure, pressure, pressure |
Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her |
Sike, I’m still fuckin', bounce on dick like Tiger |
Give me good brain, like I’m 'bout to pop quiz her |
She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler |
Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I’m sick, sick |
Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up |
Told the bitch, «Open up wide,» like she’s on it |
Then print |
Press the dick on her tongue, fruit roll up |
Bad bitch ride me, kawasaki, go crazy |
Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin' «Leedle, leedle, leedle!» |
Five knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena |
Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta |
Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo |
Run him out his pockets, bitch, I’m feelin' like Deebo |
Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole |
Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego |
Shego, Shego, Shego, uh |
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego |
(While I have your attention, I’d like to take this time out of your day to |
tell you that if you don’t fuck me, could you, ever so carefully, |
stick my dick into your esophagus) |
Shego, Shego, Shego, ayy |
Uh, Shego, Shego, ayy |
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah |
Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah |
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego |
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego |
Yeah, my bitch white, she got big dimples |
Shut the fuck up, lil' hoe, it’s simple |
Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she’s trippin' |
I won’t let money chew it over, she’s strippin' |
IPhone 8, still take good pictures |
Homeboy still smoke blacks and swishers |
Touch my chain, might break them figures |
Seen Big Chop, A’int seen five fingers |
Yeah, look |
Back in school, was rollin' blunts while you was up in math |
You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin' class |
You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands |
Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance |
Your bitch wanna fuck me even though she got a man |
Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I-, uh |
One up in her stink |
Wanna fuck your shorty out, put one up in the pink |
I don’t give a fuck, pull up in the pink mink |
Like killercam, hella bands water new sink (I'm sink) |
Yeah, look |
My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers |
Big dick, fuck her like a red lightsaber |
Dark side, feelin' like I’m Darth Vader, yeah |
Bitch, you should bow my presence, all you niggas is peasants |
Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven |
You niggas some sinners, don’t learn any lessons |
I don’t feel pressure, you niggas ain’t pressin' |
It’s pressure to me, and this pressures Oppression |
Yeah, it’s depression, the pressure is pressin', I’m pressin' |