Joey Trap – Number 9 lyrics

Rest in rest in
Rest in peice to Number 9 homie caught that boy slipping
Taking peices of the pie lunch and dinner I skip it
I got a bitch with thick thys and she know how to strip it
If you know I’m not your guy then baby girl why you tripping
You can see it in my eyes niggas know I been sipping
Hadda hit it from behind the way lil baby was dripping
Yeah , look
New wrist diamonds certified lit
My bitch bad and she know about it shit
I look good look like they photoshopped me lit
Trap calm down boy u gettin cocky quit
If the trap turn down I might have to start to flip
My Bars cold trade a feature for a brick
Top top , Top 2 top im the first round pick
Not not , Not you nigga you ain't make the list
Got got , Got two sisters here I made em kiss
Aiming achoo 9 is sneezing brodie
Ima fat dude cus I’m eating mostly
Can’t cook food then she leaving brodie
I Don't got time baby peep the Rollie

I just want them commas
Lion ass niggas looking something like mufasa
Bitches never met me still wan be my baby mama
All these niggas wanna beef now
I should work with dj Drama
(Drama fuck these niggas up)

Over achiever I love to do the most
Rocking up the coke ain't no dove but I've seen a lot of soap
Niggas marry Jane and its cool cus allotta niggas smoke
Seen em meet Christina and change tho
And now they love the dope
We ain't that different tho I be selling crack
So lemme not be hypocritical go head and buy a track
Musical dope dealer
I'm hotter than 4 fevers
The Beamer got no ceiling
My wrist is a whole freezer
Still sipping a old English
That came in a glass bottle
Ya boy only 18
But my bitch is a whole Model
I still never say I love her
I'm getting a check and runnin it
Runnin from under covers
Y'all talkin that shit on twitter but runnin when you in public
I
Skirt in the whip and I drop the top
Bad bitch gimmie top a lot
And we blowing up like osama block
And I still hide the shit in my sock

What talking we really be doing it
Got a 30 my clip and we shooting it
If we coming in clippin and niggas be snitching then I'm finna be on my bully shit

Kloud god tho
Feel like Rambo
Niggas popped off
El chapo
I be plugged up
Get ya bucks up
Fucked up
Nina tucked up
Leave you slumped up

Aye
Aye

You only talk shit when I'm not around
30 round clip when I ride around
Silence that bitch it don't make a sound
Y'all niggas never be working
So why do you niggas all act like you poppin now
Don't talk to Feds they won't find it out
Stay with the heat like I'm in the south
Ain’t that your girl what was that about
She in my crib giving me some mouth

I put that on the dead homies
Niggas act like we been homies
Nigga I’m married to the cash
Ima stay with cash till I'm dead homie
Rich gang like I’m rich homie
New whip so your bitch on me
New Trap this that new Joey
It’s a new year so don’t switch on me
Fuck arround with that fuck arround
You gon fuck arround get a ditch brodie
Kloud Gang this the alpha pac I’m the head wolf you a Coyote
All gas this was all gas
I got no hooks ain’t no fish woadie
Rap like me rap like me
Never nigga you wish brodie
Trap like me Trap like me
I ain’t even flip bricks nigga
But the fact that be my homies
Wit me all keep a stick nigga

It’s rest in peice to Number nine cus we caught that boy slipping
Like what that mean , Issa body then we through out that pistol
So we don’t care if that boy shot n finna rest with the fishes
But rest in peice to Number 9 the strap that we hadda ditch it
Good

It’s rest in peice to Number nine cus we caught that boy slipping
Like what that mean , Issa body then we through out that pistol
So we don’t care if that boy shot n finna rest with the fishes
But rest in peice to Number 9 the strap that we hadda ditch
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