Gotta Stay Strapped Lyrics - Blue Dream & Lean - Juicy J

Yes I'm smoking weed always pussy 

Let's go 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Yes sir 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Ride 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No Sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

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Doping and whipping, a groupie hoe on my dick 

These hoes ain't in love with me, they in love with my chips 

No seat belt is strapped, but I gotta strap in my lap 

Got rats comin for my cheese they gonna run across my trap 

Money on your head but you ain't gonna need a cap 

Put your ass to sleep, take a permanent nap 

I got plenty of tools, but I don't play with them 

I go to sleep with all my bitches, yeah I lay with them 

Homie I'm always strapped, like a green marine 

In my cup I got that lean, that's that drink 

Some of my niggas trappers, some of them crooks 

If you think we ain't bout to bust, you dumb as you look 

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I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Yes sir 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Ride 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No Sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

Got nine shots for that Warren Sapp 

All the heroine on my block, our junk is runnin laps 

We ridin round with that strap, nigga takin? 

All these? ass niggas eatin, so we takin? 

You gettin money, so we take yo money 

Don't be lookin funny, gon spill ya onioin 

Start runnin, hear that thang hummin,? 

Niggas start runnin 

Ain't gon chase ya, but I'm gon get ya 

Ya homeboys, they goin with ya 

It's a reaction, malt liquor 

Young niggas, hair triggers 

Cold blood, laid his ass out 

All the lil niggas on the 150, they the ones that had the? 

We the ones that had to go hard, and lay niggas head in lap 

On the rap 

It's time to take the cheese from the trap 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Yes sir 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Ride 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No Sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

I'm after the cheese, after the green, call it trap Kermit 

Straight hoppin, pistol poppin, we ain't got no permits 

Been up in here for four / five days, call me hood Hermit 

Can't show no bread like Lenny on good times, had to burn him 

Now it's gonna learn him, you pancake niggas mouths flippin 

Banana chopper turn your niggas cherries into banana splits 

Gettin head like a fitted cap, from yo baby moms 

Nigga mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm 

Project want?, double barrel in your face 

I'm on some rubber band business, Juicy J 

Automatic guns, paper sacks, full of presidents 

Every shell wiped off, I ain't leavin evidence 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Yes sir 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap 

I'm ridin with that package so I gotta stay strapped 

Ride 

I ain't tryna catch that pack so I gotta stay strapped 

No Sir 

With two nines to your chest, we gon call you Warren Sapp 

For you rats that's tryna take cheese from the trap