Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Takers, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Takers |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Quentin talk to 'em |
| Yeah, turn up like they can’t do, go up like they can’t do |
| Yeah, one three one seven and Trae tha Truth |
| My whip is the latest, but they want my latest |
| We on Kelly Slater, let’s wave-o, let’s wave-o, let’s wave-o |
| Oooh |
| Nobody did us no favors |
| You fuckin' with takers, you fuckin' with takers |
| We see what we want and we take it |
| You talkin' to a taker |
| Walked in to your function, it’s bottles at the table |
| I might stand on the table, if I break it I can pay for it |
| I buy my daughter Jordans, just to go to daycare |
| We really beat the pavement, we don’t ask we take shit |
| I’m straight outta Houston the whip i got ridin' screw |
| Back of it bangin' like something it’s red or blue |
| Don’t talk to me nigga, if I do not talk to you |
| My bitch got a bitch so I might just get head or two |
| Band after band I can show you just what to do |
| Symptoms of the flu if Truth end up next to you |
| Yeah bitch I’m clean if I’m you I’ll be hating too |
| I don’t get service, no calling |
| I’m back to back like Miami, I’m balling |
| I rep Texas in a foreign, so often |
| Tell 'em hoes no, cause my ceiling keep falling |
| Me and my G, hit the club it’s on me |
| Fuck a section buy the whole V.I.P |
| Fuck your money, it ain’t nothing to me |
| Truth getting outta traffic like my name goalie |
| Goal and shooting at your bitch, I never aim wrong |
| When I’m legal, I collect them like a payphone |
| And when I finish hit the uber, only way home |
| Ain’t no point of calling me your time has expired |
| Nigga I’m a pimp get a bunny tell her she high |
| She ain’t getting rack after rack tell her she fine |
| Baby I’m the streets, every corner how I required |
| Nobody did us no favors |
| You fuckin' with takers, you fuckin' with takers |
| We see what we want and we take it |
| You talkin' to a taker |
| I might just ride the chopper |
| Or I’mma sing to ya like the opera |
| All white, Cindy Lauper |
| Jumpman on my hopper |
| Bowlegged as if I clock ya |
| Somebody better stop ya |
| Fuck niggas I’m a watcha |
| Hundred bands in the locker |
| Nobody did us no favors |
| You fuckin' with takers, you fuckin' with takers |
| We see what we want and we take it |
| You talkin' to a taker |
| Did us no favors nigga |
| You fuckin' with takers |
| We take it, we take it, we take it, we take it, we take it |
| Yeah |