Paroles de la chanson HOVA par Joey Trap

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Paroles de la chanson HOVA par Joey Trap

Ayy

Won't somebody tell my enemies I'm a beast
Imma' need like ten a piece, Imma' feast
We gon' leave his ass deceased on the beach
Dip and fly out overseas 'til it's sweet

What's with all the jealously, man that's cold
Imma' live a legacy, so I'm told
I been drinking Hennessy, on a roll
Drop top , Kennedy, niggas fold

Nigga, I was with the Oochie wally'
In the club, we all lit, I'm rockin' Gucci prolly'
Now your shawty on my dick, she prolly' off a molly
Better watch that tone with me, cause we gon' catch a body
But I know he don't want smoke, he just won't catch a party

And I know you niggas broke it's cus you not like me
Shawty, I don't know your name, yeah why you on your knees?
Nigga I be on philosophy, I'm Socrates
You don't want drama, please
The choppa could chop a tree

Anyway, I got my ends in piece, hit the woah
Shawty gon' remember me when it's over
I be sick like leprosy, niggas know
Imma' reach my destiny with the pole

I be with my sons in the trap spot, nova
I am not no regular rapper, treat me like HOVA
You just went to college, instead we gon' trap the Yola
Said he want a little bit, nigga, I gave a boulder
But nigga, you a deputy, not the sheriff
You be snitchin' with no clarity
Niggas copy my whole shit like it's a parody
Show a bitch Chanel and now she wanna marry me
Fuck it, bend it over bitch, this ain't a charity

Shawty breaking down another Brick
I See the fish scale, glisten match the diamonds on my wrist, uh
Shake that ass bitch, you get some money, I assist, uh
Make the cash bitch another check up on my list uh
Make it fast, bitch I got some money to go lick, uh
When she leave, then she tryna' pucker, I don't kiss, uh

She buggin', that bitch for the streets
Y'all been probably loving her
We thuggin' you can take a seat
I came out of nothing with a W, and now we eat
Had to bring a choppa with a sour, thought we sweet, ayy
Check another link upon my necklace
I'm adding to the gold, cause the diamonds won't impress us
I done see the VVS's twinkle in that Telsa
I need all my chains way bigger like it's Texas
I been on that cash til' I die
Mac Just to survive
Y'all probably know why
Baby out here plotting on a mans with a drive-by
I be stackin' money, I'm like damn, that shit get high

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