774* lyrics

by

Joey Trap


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[Chorus]
I'm a rich n*gga, you's a ho-ass dork
I might f*ck his b*tch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a n*gga out in some Jumpman 4s
Gang up in this b*tch, lookin' like task force
I'm a rich n*gga, you's a ho-ass dork
I might f*ck his b*tch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a n*gga out in some Jumpman 4s
Gang up in this b*tch, lookin' like task force

[Verse]
Ran out of 'Woods, I don't got no more
Shoot him, what that mean? I gotta hit the store (Boom)
Feelin' like that n*gga when I walked in the door
Run down with the choppa, send that n*gga to the Lord (Boom)
I don't count money, that's what my bankteller's for (That's what my bankteller's for)
And my credit score is a 774 (774)
Gas pack loud, so it's hard to ignore
This cookie pack'll knock a n*gga out, make him snore
Jewelry on a n*gga that you cannot afford (Cannot afford)
Wrist look like water, like I got it at the shore

[Chorus]
I'm a rich n*gga, you's a ho-ass dork
I might f*ck his b*tch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a n*gga out in some Jumpman 4s
Gang up in this b*tch, lookin' like task force
I'm a rich n*gga, you's a ho-ass dork
I might f*ck his b*tch up in some Nike shorts
Stomp a n*gga out in some Jumpman 4s
Gang up in this b*tch, lookin' like task force

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