Joey BADA$$ - Trap Door Lyrics
[Intro]I went over to her house on Sunday morning.Her moms had just gone to church...[Hook]Drive slow homie, drive slowDrive slow homie, drive slowDrive slow homie, drive slowShit, my eyes low[Verse 1]It's only one way this can work outDrop down, I'mma give you twenty if you scurred outYou scurred now, call me the drill sergeantCharge in the apartment like a charger compartmentI'm in the walls now, I'm wired upSo now the higher up is trying to quiet us, uhSmoking on land, lord I light it upJust gettin fired up, now she coming like a fire truckShe threw the towel in, score for me oh for sheCause she keep howlin' we showdown like shaolinSlow down for an hour then, sink it deep into the shallow endHow you like beef girl? Keep swallowingYour food, I'm following your mood and it's blue and me tooBut I can't lie like I blew this green on youI blew it on the purple fume and I know I read your mind, rightYou're bright, you want green of all types like limelightBalance is the kiwi fused in the tunesThird eye sight, she rodent the car with three blind miceThey chase cheese and don't think twiceAnd for that, some niggas in the cut get sliced, she looking backNow, cause she ain't met a nigga as real in the backDown as shack she throw it back for that, willinglyShe hope I catch childrenBut the mag sheilding, in other words I wrap feelingsYeah Joey that cat killin', villainI capture the cat in the trap, a door she sealingFrom sicilians to Miss Millins, to miss missin' (x2)I keep it lit till I'm burnt outCould tell a chick bye look at how she turned out (x4)
