Back to Top

Pressure Video (MV)




Performed By: Joey Trap
Featuring: Kxllswxtch
Length: 2:32
Written by: Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick, Johnathan Whitmer




Joey Trap - Pressure Lyrics
Official




[ Featuring Kxllswxtch ]

(Akachi in this motherf*cker)
Bitch I'm on yo' block with my cock out (yeah, yeah, uh)
Oy yeah (hard)

Black whip tinted, bitch, I'm feelin' like Bruce
Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose
Pull up, do damage, I'ma knock him out his shoes
Said he won't stand it, bitch, I'm feelin' like Zeus
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure

Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her
Sike, I'm still f*ckin', bounce on dick like Tigger
Give me good brain, like I'm 'bout to pop quiz her
She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler
Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I'm sick, sick
Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up
Told the bitch, "Open up wide," like she's on it
Then print
Press the dick up on her tongue, fruit roll up
Bad bitch ride me, Kawasaki, go crazy
Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin' "Leedle, leedle, leedle!"
Five knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena
Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta
Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo
Run him out his pockets, bitch, I'm feelin' like Deebo
Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole
Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego

Shego, Shego, Shego, uh
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
While I have your attention
I'd like to take this time out of your day
To tell you that if you don't f*ck me
Could you, ever so carefully
Stick my dick into your esophagus
Shego, Shego, Shego, bitch

My bitch white, she got big dimples
Shut the f*ck up, lil' hoe, it's simple
Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she's trippin'
I won't let money chew it over, she's strippin'
IPhone 8, still take good pictures
Homeboy still smoke Blacks and Swishers
Touch my chain, might break them figures
Seen Big Chop, ain't seen five fingers
Yeah, look
Back in school, was rollin' blunts while you was up in math
You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin' class
You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands
Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance
Your bitch wanna f*ck me even though she got a man
Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I, uh
One up in her stink
Wanna f*ck your shorty up, put one up in the pink
I don't give a f*ck, pull up in the pink mink
Like Killercam, hella bands water new sink
(I'm sink)
Yeah, look

My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers
Big dick, f*ck her like a red lightsaber
Dark side, feelin' like I'm Darth Vader, yeah

Bitch, you should bow my presence, you niggas is peasants
Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven
You niggas some sinners, don't learn any lessons
I don't feel pressure, you niggas ain't pressin'
It's pressure to me, and this pressures Oppression
Yeah, it's depression, depression is pressin', I'm pressin'
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




(Akachi in this motherf*cker)
Bitch I'm on yo' block with my cock out (yeah, yeah, uh)
Oy yeah (hard)

Black whip tinted, bitch, I'm feelin' like Bruce
Pussy on elastic, when I stretch it get loose
Pull up, do damage, I'ma knock him out his shoes
Said he won't stand it, bitch, I'm feelin' like Zeus
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure
Don't want pressure, pressure, pressure

Her pussy stink, so I had to dismiss her
Sike, I'm still f*ckin', bounce on dick like Tigger
Give me good brain, like I'm 'bout to pop quiz her
She eat my dick up on soft, like a Twizzler
Bitch, I got a fever, no kiddin', I'm sick, sick
Big steppers with me, need a Fitbit, hold up
Told the bitch, "Open up wide," like she's on it
Then print
Press the dick up on her tongue, fruit roll up
Bad bitch ride me, Kawasaki, go crazy
Go stupid on the dick, got her screamin' "Leedle, leedle, leedle!"
Five knuckle shuffle on his face, John Cena
Hair spiked, got an attitude with a live Vegeta-geta-geta
Swimmin' in the pussy, come find me, no Nemo
Run him out his pockets, bitch, I'm feelin' like Deebo
Red beam, Darth Vader, hit 'em through the peep hole
Got shawty, all my bitches emo like Shego

Shego, Shego, Shego, uh
Shego, Shego, Shego, Shego
While I have your attention
I'd like to take this time out of your day
To tell you that if you don't f*ck me
Could you, ever so carefully
Stick my dick into your esophagus
Shego, Shego, Shego, bitch

My bitch white, she got big dimples
Shut the f*ck up, lil' hoe, it's simple
Now I got her mad, wanna wrestle, she's trippin'
I won't let money chew it over, she's strippin'
IPhone 8, still take good pictures
Homeboy still smoke Blacks and Swishers
Touch my chain, might break them figures
Seen Big Chop, ain't seen five fingers
Yeah, look
Back in school, was rollin' blunts while you was up in math
You was tryna get an A and I was ditchin' class
You was tryna play in band while I was countin' bands
Now my diamonds dance, got my shorty in a trance
Your bitch wanna f*ck me even though she got a man
Wait, you are her mans, I guess you knew that, bitch, I, uh
One up in her stink
Wanna f*ck your shorty up, put one up in the pink
I don't give a f*ck, pull up in the pink mink
Like Killercam, hella bands water new sink
(I'm sink)
Yeah, look

My bitch pussy taste like red lightsabers
Big dick, f*ck her like a red lightsaber
Dark side, feelin' like I'm Darth Vader, yeah

Bitch, you should bow my presence, you niggas is peasants
Bottles go down, you might not get to Heaven
You niggas some sinners, don't learn any lessons
I don't feel pressure, you niggas ain't pressin'
It's pressure to me, and this pressures Oppression
Yeah, it's depression, depression is pressin', I'm pressin'
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick, Johnathan Whitmer
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

Back to: Joey Trap

Tags:
No tags yet