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Not At The Table Lyrics - Artist : Joey Trap
Bitch
I'm at the club with a stick no pat down He don't want beef hell no he backed down I got a big extendo mag attached now I got a Mac out Nigga the pack out Chop go fa fa fa that's It he blacked out Don't want smoke get hit he act out She took Ten Percocet's I think she passed out Oh her friends still lit her ass out She give top when I bring them racks out Jaguar do one Ten real fast like this a cheetah Big drop top I put my feet up Forgot her name but it's nice to meet her She said I'm too fine I could make your crush an eater I got a heater I'm finna beat her She got a good brain she not a teacher I'm too hot like sauce on a pizza I'm too hot think I got a fever Chop got a kick like It play for FIFA I got the street up I got the ether Don't wanna feature Nigga don't need It Chop gon take your life bitch know I'm the reaper Oooooh Bitch I'm at the club with a stick no pat down He don't want beef hell no he backed down I got a big extendo mag attached now I got a Mac out Nigga the pack out Chop go fa fa fa that's It he blacked out Don't want smoke get hit he act out She took Ten Percocet's I think she passed out Oh her friends still lit her ass out She give top when I bring them racks out Uncle Sam cus a nigga tax now Keep a fan case a nigga act out Trap I don't watch cable Trap I feel like Fabo Trap No we don't save hoes Damn Uh Y'all telling fables Uh water like naval Uh Carlos Not at the table |
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