Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BAPS , by - Trina. Song from the album The One, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rockstarr
Song language: English
BAPS |
| Ayy, Nic'! |
| Let’s get 'em! |
| Yeah |
| Light the blunt |
| This is for French Montana, Tory Lanez and friends |
| J. Harden, and you, too, Mr. Martin |
| I curved y’all boys (No disrespect to y’all boys) |
| Yeah, I curved y’all boys (No disrespect to y’all boys) |
| And to my niggas with bitches that like causin' drama |
| Me and my bad bitches, we like «Fuck his baby mama» |
| He cop me them Chanel bags, them diamonds VVS |
| You see this 500 million dollar mansion that’s wrapped 'round my neck |
| This is for the ones who happily always toppin' me sloppily |
| If your money Monopoly, I ain’t fuckin' you properly (No) |
| He been tryin' the liquor, taste like a strawberry daiquiri |
| The interior chicken and the exterior broccoli |
| When I come through in that Range Rov', the Barbie chain glow |
| Keep a baddie with me and we curve 'em like a rainbow |
| Rockin' ice grills like some serious bitches (Let's go) |
| It’s the Barbie and the baddest, Sagittarius bitches |
| Give me a project bitch |
| Give me a hood rat chick |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |
| Give me a project chick |
| Give me a hood rat bitch |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |
| I know a dude named Wayne that I used to fuck |
| I slid on him, got a check, then I was off in that truck |
| Ferrari photo, hit the gas, left foot on the clutch |
| Countin' money bags, shit, I been bossin' up |
| I know this ball player that I been wantin' to fuck |
| I deal with rich niggas and all of them give it up (Uh-huh) |
| Project bitches, ass fatter than the rest of them (Yeah) |
| Bitches so bad, got him cuffin' and arrestin' 'em (Oop) |
| Yeah, he shoots dice (Okay), his coupes is nice (Uh-huh) |
| I be playin' with his balls (Why?), 'cause hoops is life (Okay) |
| Got a New York nigga, Miami nigga |
| Always yellin' «gang gang» with the hammer, nigga |
| I got a ass eatin' pro (Oh), he’s suckin' my toes (Yeah) |
| Got a bitch bussin' off like calico (Haha) |
| I got a beggin'-ass dude, want me to ride his face |
| Got a young side-nigga, gotta hide my face (Rrr) |
| Give me a project bitch |
| Give me a hood rat chick |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |
| Give me a project chick |
| Give me a hood rat bitch |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |
| It’s the two baddest bitches that they love to hate |
| We racin' yachts, it’s a bad bitch holiday |
| It’s Barbie and Cinderella in Gucci and Donatella |
| I got a young rich nigga with a trap in Alpharetta |
| I got a couple Haitian niggas who be swipin' them cards |
| Gettin' that income tax money, takin' trips with Minaj |
| I know some West Coast niggas wanna bang me out |
| I show you what a project chick is about, show us the money |
| Give me a project bitch |
| Give me a hood rat chick |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |
| Give me a project chick |
| Give me a hood rat bitch |
| One that don’t give a fuck |
| And say she took that dick |