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letra de trapstar - dustero

[intro: dustero]

hah, ya ready?
its the dst back at it again
hah, yeah ya ready? let’s go

[chorus: dustero]

my homies be trappin like a trapstar (yeah)
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’ (lets go)
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck (on this d-ck)
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no lie
send yall children to heaven, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle
(bop, bop, bop, bop)
my homies be trappin like a trapstar (yeah)
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’ (lets go)
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck (on this d-ck)
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no liе
send yall children to heavеn, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle
(bop, bop, bop, bop)
[verse one: dustero & chris505]

here’s a lil thing bout a g like me
a t shirt and levi’s vice is its only f-ckin disguse
built like a tank yet hard to hit, dustero chris505 come runnin sh-t

[course one: chris505]
yall know im the f-ckin’ king of the streets, yeah, i’m the top dog runnin sh-t, never gonna stop, i’m a god got my money in da bank, stackin up the green haters talkin sh-t, but they ain’t on my team yeah i’m a lil savage g

[course two: dustero]

cuz im the dst, don’t slang or bang i just smoke m-th-f-ckers like it ain’t no thing
man dont play with me b-tch you wanna f-ck me
b-tch you bad as h-ll i wanna f-ck ya too
cuz ya see i don’t take no sh-t
i’ma show ya punk ass b-tches who ya f-ckin with
choppa go on repeat, on repeat that’s some bandos
shout out to the migos, the chops always open b-tch we ain’t never closed

[chorus: dustero]

my homies be trappin like a trapstar (yeah)
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’ (lets go)
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck (on this d-ck)
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no lie
send yall children to heaven, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle
(bop, bop, bop, bop)
my homies be trappin like a trapstar (yeah)
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’ (lets go)
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck (on this d-ck)
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no lie
send yall children to heaven, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle
(bop, bop, bop, bop)
[verse two: chris505]

got the glock on my waist, ain’t no fear
i’m a savage in these streets
got my team by my side, i hustle hard, im stackin’ my paper high
no time for fake ass rappers talk sh-t
i’m stayin’ true to myself, never gonna die
i’m trappin like a trapstar, reachin’ for the sky
ain’t no stoppin’ me

(sh-t chris505, makin’ history)

[chorus: dustero]

my homies be trappin like a trapstar (yeah)
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck (on this d-ck) (bow bow)
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no lie
send yall children to heaven, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle
my homies be trappin like a trapstar
baddie ready to sweep a fool up ‘becuz he hot’
man she keep on yappin, also gaggin and sh-t
b-tch shut the f-ck up just suck on this d-ck
i love countin’ money, and it ain’t no lie
send yall children to heaven, with a drac’ with that drum on the sh-t
hit it, start skatin’, just like f-ckin bart simpson
yeah got the choppas on me like im nle

- dustero

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