Tables by Joey Trap
Tables by Joey Trap

Tables

Joey Trap * Track #1 On Stackin P’s

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Tables by Joey Trap

Release Date
Wed Mar 07 2018
Performed by
Joey Trap
Produced by
FoeDeeOz
Writed by
Joey Trap

Tables Lyrics

[Intro]
Man you boys can't even sit with us, stupid
You dumb ass niggas
You really thought -
You really thought you could sit with us, stupid
Nigga look at my shoes
These is Louboutin's, nigga

[Chorus]
Young Rich Squad, man you boys can’t even sit with us
Said he fly as me, boy, you must be smokin' angel dust
New block blower, pull up on you, finna paint you up
I get legal money, I don't fuck with all that shady stuff
Hit 80 bands off the rap like last week
Pullin' out the burner, now he runnin' like an athlete
I don't wanna squabble, get the burner to your ass cheeks
Stupid ass nigga thought he finna get a pass, B
Never let a nigga act rowdy, that’s a bitch move
Niggas really stalking on my gram like my bitch do
I won’t never sell another gram I make rich moves
If I go broke I'ma get it out my bitch shoes
Walk to imperial and back, lil' baby
You ain’t even wild, bro, stop acting crazy

[Verse 1]
Fuck your pussy, give me dome first
Brodie at your crib with that led, call that home work
Find out when you sleep, then we run up with that chrome burst
16 bars in this chop, like a long verse
Been on the block, finna ball like it’s cancer
Said that I’m broke, shake my head get your bands up
She wanna fuck, LOL, that’s my answer
If bro hit the lick, then we both got that hammer

[Chorus]
Young Rich Squad man you boys can’t even sit with us
Said he fly as me, boy, you must be smokin' angel dust
New block blower, pull up on you, finna paint you up
I get legal money, I don't fuck with all that shady stuff
Hit 80 bands off the rap like last week
Pullin out the burner, now he runnin' like an athlete
I don't wanna squabble, get the burner on your ass cheeks
Stupid ass nigga thought he finna get a pass, B
Never let a nigga act rowdy, that’s a bitch move
Niggas really stalking on my gram like my bitch do
I won’t never sell another gram I make rich moves
If I go broke I'ma get it out my bitch shoes
Walk to imperial and back, lil' baby
You ain’t even wild, bro, stop acting crazy

[Verse 2]
I remember I was broke, I ain’t have none
Now my fit is all designer in this Aston
Martin in this bitch, I'ma kick her out like Pam son
All these niggas want my sauce, nigga, y’all like plankton
Broke where bitch? This ice on my neck
He ain’t got no bullets in that gun, why he flex
Feel like I’m Nike cause I got these checks
She give head with no hands, bitch look like a T-Rex, I'm gone

[Chorus]
Young Rich Squad, man you boys can’t even sit with us
Said he fly as me, boy, you must be smokin' angel dust
New block blower, pull up on you, finna paint you up
I get legal money, I don't fuck with all that shady stuff
Hit 80 bands off the rap like last week
Pullin' out the burner, now he runnin' like an athlete
Ion wanna squabble, get the burner on your ass cheeks
Stupid ass nigga thought he finna get a pass, B

[Outro]
Dummy
You a stupid ass nigga, I don't wanna hear it
Over, over, over, over, over, over, over

Tables Q&A

Who wrote Tables's ?

Tables was written by Joey Trap.

Who produced Tables's ?

Tables was produced by FoeDeeOz.

When did Joey Trap release Tables?

Joey Trap released Tables on Wed Mar 07 2018.

Is there another song that sounds like this with the same beat?

AzChike – “Burn Rubber Again”

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