Timex - Joey Trap

Timex - Joey Trap

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:53

Below is the lyrics of the song Timex , artist - Joey Trap with translation

Lyrics " Timex "

Original text with translation

Timex

Joey Trap

I fuckin' love ya', Joey!

Mm, uh

You rock Timex, I rock Rolex

Watch cost ten bands, I spent four less

I come too fast, like some slow sex

She got braces, might get no neck

This a Glock, uh, no BB

I like smokin' on tree-tree

Barber fade, uh, uh, no tiki

That bitch French, she suck my oui oui

Skrt off, forgies wildin'

Givenchy, I’m stylin'

I ain’t go to college

Still, my whip Italian, uh

It’s Joey, bitch, call me Papi, uh

Why is my flow never sloppy, huh

I told your shorty to top me, uh

I pulled up in a new Rari, look

You rock Timex, I rock Rolex

I spent five bands on one motion

That was one jet to Hawaii

I like smokin' by the ocean

Barber fade, uh, uh, no tiki

Girlfriend French, she on my oui oui

Uh, look-look-look-look, no T P, uh

Y’all still draw graffiti

Me, I fly out to Tahiti, uh

Icy (I See) palm trees out in Cali

Feel like Palmer Keke, uh

But, no spelling bee-bee, uh

'Member that on TV, uh

I just get my money up, look

I’m in designer

Snap on the beat like piranha

Finish him, bitch, like katana

I’m with my slime, no iguana

Yeah

Bitch I make more than a doctor

I’m on the beat doin' surgery

I’m not from Earth, I’m from Mercury

You rock Timex, I rock Rolex

Watch cost ten bands, I spent four less

I come too fast, like some slow sex

She got braces, might get no neck

This a Glock, uh, no BB

I like smokin' on tree-tree

Barber fade, uh, uh, no tiki

That Girl French, she suck my oui oui

Skrt off, forgies wildin'

Givenchy, I’m stylin'

I ain’t go to college

Still, my whip Italian, uh

It’s Joey, bitch, call me Papi, uh

Why is my flow never sloppy, huh

I told your shorty to top me, uh

I pulled up in the new Rari, look

Niggas say I can’t rap, bitch, what?

Got a bitch up in a hand stand, no fucks

And I’m fly like Peter Pan can

No Flintstones The choppa go «Bam, bam!»

Y’all Froot Loops, you look like Toucan Sam

No cap, I be all in this Bentley

Change whips like a young nigga change clothes

Your bitch givin' top in the Range Rove'

Cup dirty like I’ve never seen soap

Cross map, bitch, I’m 360 no scope

Cross map, bitch, I’m 360 no scope

Like, look, look

You rock Timex, I rock Rolex

Your girl topless cause she hopeless

I take her soul, then it’s over

Make them feet bleed, bitch, I’m sober

(Go walk bitch, go walk bitch)

Go walk bitch, go walk bitch

You rock Timex, I rock Rolex

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