Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap N Hit Licks, artist - LightSkinKeisha. Album song That's Just the Bottom Line, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hitco
Song language: English
Trap N Hit Licks |
(Do you hear me now? |
I asked him what he do, he said he trap and hit licks) |
He said runnin' up in houses put that Rollie on his wrist |
Before he was 21, he had a whole thirty-six |
Brother taught him how to cook, Rachel Ray with the whip |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
«How you get your money?"(Said he trap and hit licks) |
«How you get your money?"(He trap and hit licks) |
Better not front him no work, he gon' run off with your shit |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
Yeah, plug hit his line, said he just brought in the load |
Hit his partner on the threeway, finna wipe that baby nose |
He gon' spend that lick money, put me in designer clothes |
I’ma bust this pussy open for him soon as he get home |
I’m a bottom bitch, ain’t gon' never switch, I’m a solid bitch |
Fuck me good, I might cook you somethin' after I ride that dick |
Digi' scale and some sandwich bags, what’s your starter kit? |
Half a brick, turned it to a brick, now that’s some baller shit (Baller) |
Rap nigga, ain’t no rap nigga, he don’t need no deal |
Fuck my weave up, get it done, then he pay my bills |
He got street money but he tryna go legit |
I asked him what he do, he said he trap and hit licks |
He said runnin' up in houses put that Rollie on his wrist |
Before he was 21, he had a whole thirty-six |
Brother taught him how to cook, Rachel Ray with the whip |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
«How you get your money?"(Said he trap and hit licks) |
«How you get your money?"(He trap and hit licks) |
Better not front him no work, he gon' run off with your shit |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
I’m a hot Cheeto eatin' motherfucker, I don’t need no milk |
Bad as fuck, and I’ll beat a bitch, I ain’t got no chill |
Pussy wet, when you give me head, you gon' need some gills |
Cheap bitches, wear twelve dollar skirts and five dollar heels |
Kind of fuckin' with him 'cause he know just how to treat it |
Take me out to Lenox, blow a bag on some new Fendi |
Sneak dissin' in my comments, don’t see nothin' when she see me |
Mad that he don’t want her, said her pussy smell like seaweed |
He hit a lick, hit the club to flex and finesse a check |
Diamonds wet, got his wrist Patek, and he keep a TEC |
Rockin' all them chains with that ice all on his wrist |
I asked him what he do, he said he trap and hit licks |
He said runnin' up in houses put that Rollie on his wrist |
Before he was 21, he had a whole thirty-six |
Brother taught him how to cook, Rachel Ray with the whip |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
«How you get your money?"(Said he trap and hit licks) |
«How you get your money?"(He trap and hit licks) |
Better not front him no work, he gon' run off with your shit |
Asked him, «How you get your money?"He said «Trap and hit licks» |
He trap and hit licks |
He trap and hit licks |
He trap and hit licks |