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lil cray - knock lyrics

[hook: lil cray]
that b-tch she said now turn around
these n-gg-s this dissin in so long
n-gg-s just mad they can get a song
me and big get a loss now my money long
n-gg-s that hating i wish em well
i f-cked yo b-tch but ain’t ? tell
the p-ssy get wet like a wishing well
i dove in the ocean she wished me well

[bridge 1: lil cray]
one knock, two knock
three knock four, five knock six
seven knock eight n-gg- f-ck a baby 8

[chorus: lil cray]
one knock, two knock, three knock, four
junkies at my door, everything must go
five knock, six knock, seven knock, eight
f-ck a baby eight, they gone meet my baby k
seven knock, eight knock, nine knock, ten
choppas in my trap, we got birdies in the den
one knock, two knock, three knock, four
that b-tch is new to you but i’ve been hit that b-tch before

[verse 1: lil cray]
i think i just failed my p-ss test
i took a loss gotta get back
your trap is so dry i need blistex
you flipping these packs like a tech deck
i wait for a check, for so long
i was just doing it so wrong
i had to drop me just one song
i gotta ? for my bros on?

[hook: lil cray]
that b-tch she said now turn around
these n-gg-s this dissin it’s so long
n-gg-s just mad they can’t get a song
me and big get a loss now my money long
n-gg-s that hating i wish em well
i f-cked yo b-tch but ain’t ? tell
the p-ssy get wet like a wishing well
i dove in the ocean she wished me well

yeah i run a check up
so my pockets lil chubby
i put that d-ck in her tummy
i got her callin’ me hubby
i’m tellin you n-gg-s ima real one
a lot of fake shooters got real guns
smoking so much kush need new lungs
my drum ? start drumming ? new drum
my momma she told me i’m special
first gun was a .38 special
no stopping i pedal the medal
i run it up i need a medal
got haters i’m poppin like kettle
i’m taking off i need a shuttle
no cupid these hoes will just shuffle
i’ll f-ck a b-tch i ain’t gon cuddle
no ? for me but ?
we still in the field like a huddle
if cray do not trust em they buss em
my n-gg-s they probably don’t trust em
these diamonds they flawless don’t touch em
keep talkin then i gotta touch you
i’m leaning so hard i need crutches
in love with the money i’m crushin

[bridge 2: tra trap]
franklins, in love with them franklins
that be all i’m thinkin
i need more franklins
some franklins some franklins
in love with the franklins
that be all i’m thinking
i need more franklins, franklins

[verse 2: tra trap]
my name is tra trap and n-gg-s know that i don’t trap
b-tch i’m from the ? you would still get yo sh-t jacked
i just finessed a plug finessed a n-gg- out his sack
he keep callin my phone b-tch you can’t get yo sack back
robby said give em that sh-t
so now that i’m back on my sh-t
you know that my shooters like bic
you run up and you gon get lit
reese he just wrote me a letter
he said just run up your cheddar
man there’s n-gg-s keep making these diss songs
ima change him like the weather

[intro: tra trap]
one knock, two knock, three knock, four
he blew all the smoke we then blew all of the dope
five knock, six knock, seven knock, eight
police at the door, gotta throw this sh-t away

- lil cray lyrics

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