| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| Had a white bitch but the ho kept snitchin'
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| Pull up in a Benz, you Uber in a Civic
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| No fingerprints but I finger bang the pussy
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| Flipper, I’m Gucci, I’m Louis, I’m Groovy
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| Your homie, your girlfriend’s a groupie
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| She opened up her mouth so wide, scary movie
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| Went to 7−11, she beggin' for a slurpie
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| Fuck her in the car, drop her off at Wendy’s
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| Ride no tint, I just seen the enemy
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| It’s 2 AM, somebody got shot
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| When niggas gettin' money, niggas wanna call the cops
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| I get it a lot, I get it a lot
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| I’m lookin' like a dope dealer, fresh off the pot
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| Lobster tail for my eighties bitches
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| Fat Burger for my nineties bitches
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| Don’t be trippin' you get all the attention
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| Them long ass legs but the pussy terrific
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| I must admit it, put my tongue up in it
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| Ocean’s eleven, the pipe be leakin'
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| Ice cream man with the sprinkle filling
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| Make my bitches sisters, now we call them «Pippen»
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| Maestros, I’m the master splinter
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| Dick too big, told her scream in a pillow
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| Fuck it, I’m illin', fuckin' sicko
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| Super model, she a super nympho
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot… trap pussy
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot… trap pussy
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| I’m a trap nigga… yeah…
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| Cherry on top, whip cream in the middle
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| Expect like a tempo, I’ll put two in your temple
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| Pimpin' our mental was easy like rentals
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| My car game, drive away like limos
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| I told the bitch, don’t come back
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| If the check ain’t twice what I spent on gas
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| Fifteen thou for the private jet, don’t gasp
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| I like my new bitch but the shit won’t last
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| Ha, I’m just being realistic
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| Get dick, get dismissed, it’s just business
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| Personal, we don’t get intricate
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| Shout out my ex, I been meeting bitches
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| Yeah, I put that on wax
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| You a rat, it’s a trap
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| Cheese bar at the bank, I snatch
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| Brand new, I still wear the tags
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| She lookin' over here like daddy back
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| I’m the ghost daddy, ride the Phantom black
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| Ha, Santa black, my gifts in fact
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| Pussy and gats within her
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| Fucking her tummy flat, skeet on her back
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| Eww, nasty nigga, stay with the raps
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| Never chase that bitch again
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| Ha, fuck it then, let’s get it man
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| Put you in your place like Running Man
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| Bitch I’m the shit, had to shit on 'em again
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| Haha, and again
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot… trap pussy
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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| I get it a lot… trap pussy
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| I’m a trap nigga… yeah…
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| I’m a trap nigga and I need trap pussy |