Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gotta Stay Strapped, artist - Juicy J. Album song Blue Dream & Lean, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.11.2011
Record label: TNT
Song language: English
Gotta Stay Strapped |
| Yes I’m smoking weed always pussy |
| Let’s go |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Yes sir |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Ride |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No Sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| Doping and whipping, a groupie ho on my dick |
| These hoes ain’t in love with me, they in love with my chips |
| No seat belt is strapped, but I gotta strap in my lap |
| Got rats comin for my cheese they gonna run across my trap |
| Money on your head but you ain’t gonna need a cap |
| Put your ass to sleep, take a permanent nap |
| I got plenty of tools, but I don’t play with them |
| I go to sleep with all my bitches, yeah I lay with them |
| Homie I’m always strapped, like a green beret |
| In my cup I got that lean, that’s that drink |
| Some of my niggas trappers, some of them crooks |
| If you think we ain’t bout to bust, you dumb as you look |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Yes sir |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Ride |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No Sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| Got nine shots for that Warren Sapp |
| All the heroine on my block, our junk is runnin laps |
| We ridin round with that strap, nigga takin? |
| All these? |
| ass niggas eatin, so we takin? |
| You gettin money, so we take yo money |
| Don’t be lookin funny, gon spill ya onioin |
| Start runnin, hear that thang hummin,? |
| Niggas start runnin |
| Ain’t gon chase ya, but I’m gon get ya |
| Ya homeboys, they goin with ya |
| It’s a reaction, malt liquor |
| Young niggas, hair triggers |
| Cold blood, laid his ass out |
| All the lil niggas on the 150, they the ones that had the? |
| We the ones that had to go hard, and lay niggas head in lap |
| On the rap |
| It’s time to take the cheese from the trap |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Yes sir |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Ride |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No Sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| I’m after the cheese, after the green, call it trap Kermit |
| Straight hoppin, pistol poppin, we ain’t got no permits |
| Been up in here for four / five days, call me hood Hermit |
| Can’t show no bread like Lenny on good times, had to burn him |
| Now it’s gonna learn him, you pancake niggas mouths flippin |
| Banana chopper turn your niggas cherries into banana splits |
| Gettin head like a fitted cap, from yo baby moms |
| Nigga mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm |
| Project want ?, double barrel in your face |
| I’m on some rubber band business, Juicy J |
| Automatic guns, paper sacks, full of presidents |
| Every shell wiped off, I ain’t leavin evidence |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Yes sir |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |
| I’m ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped |
| Ride |
| I ain’t tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped |
| No Sir |
| With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp |
| For you rats that’s tryna take cheese from the trap |