Lyrics Trap Star - City Girls

Trap Star

Baby, why you starin' 'cause you know you wanna hoe
Real girls get down on the floor (yea)
Baby, why you starin' 'cause you know you wanna hoe
I’m lookin' for a trap star (trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That’s a NASCAR (skert skert)
To these little bitches I’m a rap star (rap star)
I-I-I fuck him 'til he broke
Then take the cast off (cast off) and then I dash off, that’s law
Ask yo nigga do he love Resha
Where the d-boys at let a real bitch trap with 'cha (where they at)
I know them hoes be hatin', but I don’t fuck with’em
His money lookin' funny, on to another nigga (period)
Different foreigns outside all push-start
Get what I want out these niggas and then I cut’em off (bye)
‘Cus you know it ain’t shit free
And plus a bitch got options all these niggas wanna fuck me
Breakin' bread I’m on that dick just like a NASCAR (ow)
Let him touch it in the Wraith so I can see the stars
Bitch, we cut different not the same cloth (at all)
Let him eat when he hungry he got a lockjaw (period)
Real girls get down on the floor (yea)
Baby, why you starin' 'cause you know you wanna hoe
Real girls get down on the floor (yea)
Baby, why you starin' 'cause you know you wanna hoe
I’m lookin' for a trap star (trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That’s a NASCAR (skert skert)
To these little bitches I’m a rap star (rap star)
I-I-I fuck him 'til he broke
Then take the cast off (cast off) and then I dash off, that’s law