Joey Trap

Pressure
Akachi in this motherfucker Yeah, yeah, uh (Bitch I'm on yo' block with my cock out) Yeah (Hard) Black whip tinted, bitch, I'm feelin' like Bruce Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose Pull up, do damage, I'ma knock him out his shoes Said her want smoke, then bitch, I'm feelin' like Zeus Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her Sike, I'm still fuckin', bounce on dick like Tiger Give me good brain, like I'm 'bout to pop quiz her She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I'm sick, sick Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up Told the bitch, "Open up wide," like she's on it Then print Press the dick on her tongue, fruit roll up Bad bitch ride me, kawasaki, go crazy Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin' "Leedle, leedle, leedle!" Letras de cancionesFive knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo Run him out his pockets, bitch, I'm feelin' like Deebo Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego Shego, Shego, Shego, uh Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego (While I have your attention, I'd like to take this time out of your day to tell you that if you don't fuck me, could you, ever so carefully, stick my dick into your esophagus) Shego, Shego, Shego, ayy Uh, Shego, Shego, ayy Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah Shego, Shego, Shego, yeah Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego Yeah, my bitch white, she got big dimples Shut the fuck up, lil' hoe, it's simple Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she's trippin' I won't let money chew it over, she's strippin' iPhone 8, still take good pictures Homeboy still smoke blacks and swishers Touch my chain, might break them figures Seen Big Chop, ain't seen five fingers Yeah, look Back in school, was rollin' blunts while you was up in math You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin' class You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance Your bitch wanna fuck me even though she got a man Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I-, uh One up in her stink Wanna fuck your shorty out, put one up in the pink I don't give a fuck, pull up in the pink mink Like killercam, hella bands water new sink (I'M SINK) Yeah, look My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers Big dick, fuck her like a red lightsaber Dark side, feelin' like I'm Darth Vader, yeah Bitch, you should bow my presence, all you niggas is peasants Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven You niggas some sinners, don't learn any lessons I don't feel pressure, you niggas ain't pressin' It's pressure to me, and this pressures Oppression Yeah, it's depression, the pressure is pressin', I'm pressin' From Letras Mania