Joey Trap & Tokyo's Revenge – Slap Ya Mouth lyrics

[Intro]
[?]
Joey, uhh
Hah 
I'm  in Tokyo right now, look
I feel like Tokyo right now, look
Akachi on the beat, lil bitch

[Chorus: Joey Trap and Tokyo's Revenge]
I  know some real ass niggas, bruh (Haha)
But  the problem is there's more fake niggas out (Fake)
Raw gas shake ya house
Talk  shit I slap ya mouth (Bew, bew, bew)
I'm out in Tokyo, you niggas chillin' on the couch
Ask these niggas what I'm 'bout (Bitch)
I keep the benz-areli parked about my granny crib (Nyoom)
And  every time I come back for it they say "How you been?"
I say "I've been climbing to the highest I can get" (I'm chillin', bitch)
And me and Tokyo been willin' out and flippin' shit
I was never thinking for a fucking second that I'd come a second to you pussy niggas (Huh, yuh, bitch)
Momma told me that the most important lesson, take your blessings and you shoot up pussy niggas wow
I remember being homeless
Sleepin' on a nigga couch
Rolling off the fucking addy's
Now my name is in they mouth (Bitch)

[Verse 1: Joey Trap]
I used to sell the Xans (Xans)
Now your girl think I'm the man
Uhh, [?] cost a whole lotta bands, ha (Whole lotta bands)
I'm off a perc, I can't stand up
You should ride the bus home, look
I don't even touch on chrome, look
But I always keep it on me
I gotta stay protected from the homies
Even your close friends switch nowadays
I'm frozen, when I chill in the wraith
My new whip got a whole lotta space
Your girlfriend touched me all on vacation
She mad 'cause I ain't wanna fuck her
Niggas get it out the mud, bruh
You a cop, you wanna cuff her
Tokyo we in the rush bruh
Me, I'm stackin' all my funds up (bitch)
I ain't never give a fuck, bruh

[Verse 2: Tokyo's Revenge]
I just want trophies, trophies
You wanna act like you know me, homie
Bullets make him dance like hokey-pokey
He want smoke but he be chokin' bro
Car go zim-zim-zim Invader, uhh
Make him deep-through this ar, uhh

[?] gun laser, uhh
Suicide doors, wrist razor, huh
Supersize solar-beam
Think with the ovaries
I am a metal on me with no holes in me
Ain't no one colder than me, other than Joey
We catchin' that bag of the green like some groceries

[Verse 3: Joey Trap]
Joey be killin' beats, it ain't no problem
I got like A. 30 clip inside my pocket
Remember they hated on me now they watchin'
I'm chillin' in Tokyo I got [?]
Sick, I think I ate some bad food
I fuck your bitch 'cause she rude
Swear I hate bitches that's prude

[Verse 4: Tokyo's Revenge]
Eww
Ya'll niggas made me sick
Tip-toe up in your crib, uhh
Yeah I'm aboutta take yo shit
Bitch, yeah
Slide in a nigga like a flip-flop, uhh
Left wrist fist like a big rock
Yeah you lil' mama gave me lip-gloss

[Chorus: Joey Trap and Tokyo's Revenge]
I know some real ass niggas, bruh (Haha)
But the problem is there's more fake niggas out (Fake)
Raw gas shake ya house
Talk shit I slap ya mouth (Bew, bew, bew)
I'm out in Tokyo, you niggas chillin' on the couch
Ask these niggas what I'm 'bout (Bitch)
I keep the benz-areli parked about my granny crib (Nyoom)
And every time I come back for it they say "How you been?"
I say "I've been climbing to the highest I can get" (I'm chillin', bitch)
And me and Tokyo been willin' out and flippin' shit
I was never thinking for a fucking second that I'd come a second to you pussy niggas (Huh, yuh, bitch)
Momma told me that the most important lesson, take your blessings and you shoot up pussy niggas wow
I remember being homeless
Sleepin' on a nigga couch
Rolling off the fucking addy's
Now my name is in they mouth (Bitch)