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Damn baby, you bad At least that's what I said in my mind At least that's I said when I seen her Serving margaritas as if they were subpoenas You can tell that she ain't have subpoenas In her good meaning, her vibe Said it all, so I figured I'd set it off No stoney, Frankie at all Just conversation of ours Could put me inside her bed, if I can get in her head But that thing was kinda hard, so I came soft instead I asked about her interests and what she liked to do And right to my surprise I did the same things too Now is this a coincidence or am I falling victim to a player AKA a man-slayer, this ain't fair, but fuck it I'm tryna' take a risk, just like the saying I'm proving that ignorance is bliss, shit But I would do anything just to feel those sexy lips around my dick I would steal bricks from Griselda Blanco's kids And drop my I.D. inside their crib just to get a kiss Cause she was that bad and that fat and that ass Was in my mind, at that time I had three drinks Had a fourth one and shit, what do you think I spilled all the truth and all the rest that was left Was my middle name, mother's maiden name and address The things that I would do to get a women's address Letras de cancionesWill be the same things a nigga do to cause him his death Oh Lord So when I first started doing music, I wanted to stay in school and kinda, y'know part time it. I was like cool and I had a local buzz or whatever, y'know nothing crazy. Then I realized this was actually a passion, I started to fall in love with it and quickly after that I realized that this shit cost money, so I had to find a way to get it Damn baby, you're so beautiful Damn baby, you're so expensive Damn baby, I'm tryna buy you whatever you want Know you turn me on when you flaunt But I'm jealous as fuck, I'm tryna buy what you require Why you fuckin it up You givin' all of your attention to them other rappers But they ain't half as nice as I am Oh I get it, they got money, they twice as trap as I am Well fuck it, if that's what you want, I'll go and buy an onion It ain't lucrative as coke, but it'll surely spike the budget If my PR and my beats cost 1200 Then this 9 to 5 cuttin' hair ain't 'bout to cut it So baby, I'ma do what I gotta do to keep you Even if your efforts ain't guaranteed or equal Even if I gotta compete with other people I'll do what I do to prove how much I need You Get up, wake up Get up, wake up Get up, wake up Get up, wake up Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up What's your addiction Is it base, is it lean, is it bud I'll make some batter, and mix, all of, the above We'll call it SubTRAP Beware, they fall, in love This what we're missing If you're fiendin', I'll scratch your itchin', real soon What is you sellin' Is it base, is it lean, is it bud I'll give you all that And more, for the price, of one Sit back and kick it Grab a blunt and light up your incent Relax and just listen This the shit that the world is missing For real, for real So basically, to sum everything up, Subtrap is the art of trap music from another perspective. Instead of giving you one side of the fence, I'ma give you both sides with a message. Now a lot of this shit I haven't done personally, but when I was in and out of jail from 2009 to 2012, I took the time to ask questions. So a lot of the characters you're about to hear about are based off of real people that I encountered during my stay. However, if the parentheses of the back of this cover art reads "Jay", I'm speaking from the perspective of me. Hopefully by the next couple of songs, you'll be able to relate to myself, the plug, your everyday street hustler, your college weed lover, and maybe even your neighborhood crackhead and with that said I know ya'll tired of me talking, let's bring this music back in I know both sides and I'm gon' tell it like it is I'm gon' tell it like it is Both sides of the fence, I'm gon' tell it like it is I'm gon' tell it like it is I know both sides and I'm gon' tell it like it is I'm gon' tell it like it is Both sides of the fence, I'm gon' tell it like it is I'm gon' tell it like it is Kick it Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Get up, get up, get up, get up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up From Letras Mania