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joey trap – numbers challenge lyrics

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{oh my god i love you so much joey oh my god}
listen up cl-ss today we have a special guest
his name is joey trap he’s gunna be teaching you numbers
{cali baset beats}

one lick
one house
mad bricks
2 rats
2 op n-gg-s both snitch
3 guns 3 bullets in it bet i won’t miss
4 bad b-tches finna suck me and i won’t kiss
5 up time up you missed your chance
she suck d-ck and she use both hands
6 new pairs of them loubs like i stepped in paint
b-tch been a fan of me seen me and she bouta faint

she hit me up and ask me if i lover
watchu think
molly in my codeine ima turn up off this drink
i remember posted grandmas house was drinking out the sink
now i got a lot of fiji water diamonds on this link aye

i know 7 n-gg-s rollin with that glizzy just to throw clips
we up in a mazi bet your girl gon suck the whole d-ck
feel like kg smokey all these b-tches wit me so thick
8 about to pull up hit that muf-ckin old lick

9 hold 9
10 times 10 aye
my b-tch bad and she braught friends

back to 1 n-gg- chillin in his house by himself
he was talking h-lla sh-t that boy run out his mouth
only 2 n-gg-s pulled up with 2 hammers out
now he’s 3 outta luck cus them 3 bullets out

i got 4 b-tches with me baby girl i’ll never love you
the 5 times i said i was in love was just to f-ck the you
i know it’s not your fault but i don’t think i’d ever trust you
i’m ina maserati not a honda bro i’ll dust you
6 new rollie’s
n-gg-s don’t know me
hardest ever spit my n-gg- where the f-ck my trophy
retro jordan 7’s is you really rocking kobe’s ?
put 8 up on some white a n-gg- feeling like i’m tony
9 up on a watch i guess that sh-t was for the low b
she said she wanna see the diamonds dance i said foshodie

i keep it
10 times 10 times 10 that’s a rack boy
if you just listened close enough you heard the numbers stack boy
so this the numbers challenge if you hit it you can rap boy
but no one touching this one that’s a m-th- f-ckin fact boy
1 ,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
9 and 10 boy don’t make my mac 11 spray
12 f-ck 12 i dont f-ck with police anyways
13 lost boy i’m dropping bands like everyday
14 grams smell like some sour mixed with lemonade
said that she wanna cuff me i don’t never take her on a date

b-tch
man f-ck this cl-ss y’all n-gg-s don’t pay attention



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