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joey trap – notinthemoodtoday lyrics

[intro]
the crimson chin?
excuse me
you a b+tch, you a b+tch
ya’ mama a b+tch and ya’ daddy’s a b+tch

[verse 1: kxllswxtch]
when i’m in the p+ssy, go dumb, autistic
bob the builder, if he got a problem, i fix it
your b+tch like nintendo, when she bored, she switch d+cks
sneak dissing on me, that’s 4, 5, 6 feet under you lay
my b+tch speak spanish, ride d+ck, andale
he think he hard, well that’s up for debate
i’ll beat your ass f+ck around, catch a case

[chorus 1: kxllswxtch]
i am not in the mood today
jesus christ, i might break your b+tches knees tonight
i don’t think you really need your life
knock him off and now he see the light
everybody wanna bug me, no lice
black and white, i got it like zebra stripes
exterminate rats, k!ll all mice
nilla color whip with two ho’s inside
oh, that’s nice
[verse 2: kxllswxtch]
dagger, like peter pan
all i can see is red
tattle strangler van d+mn, i beat a man
i did not ask you
so why are you speaking then?
jehovah witness pop up at your street address
triple z, i make him snooze
play with it, you meet your doom
i think i’m going insane, talking to walls in my room
pull up 8 6, like i’m takami tak+mi
drop top the roof, she drop top on me, top on me
i say that you boys be p+ssy with honesty
put my d+ck in her, like tampons, she waddling
pull up, hit him with the ba+da+boom, ba+da+bing
these b+tches wishy washy t++ter+tottering
you ride with snitches, just like harry potter be
opposite of even, y’all be so odd to me

[verse 3: joey trap]
molding my b+tch out the pot, call it pottery
look at me once, seem like i hit the lottery
don’t let me suck ya’ toes, b+tch, then you not a freak
told ya’ b+tch i’ll hit ya’ face if you lie to me
ayy, ayy, b+tch
my sh+t sharp, like beyblades, b+tch
my sh+t dark, like bébé’s kids
y’all just bark ’cause you can’t fade, b+tch
hit the nay nay, b+tch
my chopper gon’ make a n+gga hit the soulja boy
i’m picture perfect, n+gga, like a polaroid
please do not call me bro ’cause i am not yo’ boy
play with the glocky, n+gga, no it’s not a toy
b+tch i rock bape sh+t, less hilfiger
she gon’ f+ck with me ’cause i’m that n+gga
she gon’ suck my d+ck and then you kiss her
if you wanna stare, then take a picture
red lean look like cliiiford
reptile seats, like lizzard
big fat blunts, like lizzo
flip big bricks, like wizard
big iced up, like blizzard
rich like richard, d+ck like richard
i got richer then she said my d+ck got bigger
[chorus 2: kxllswxtch]
i’m not in the mood today
jesus christ, i’ma break ya’ b+tches knees tonight
guess you finna need a visa, right?
f+ck a wedding, i don’t need a wife
that’s why i don’t cuff a foreign b+tch
rather pull up with a boring b+tch
wanna f+ck me ’cause i’m touring sh+t
she get freaky under doors and sh+t

[verse 4: kxllswxtch]
um, uh, uh
she said my d+ck is the bomb
but it can’t fit in her palm
i hit your b+tch in her thong
after i f+ck, i’ma smoke on a bong
i’m not in the mood today
i’m not in the mood

- joey trap lyrics

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