letra de trapladdin (album version) - g3
-v1
n-gg- ever since the ball dropped
i think of ballin
f-ck selfies im gettin wealthy
i swear i’m eating too good
i know all these steaks can’t be healthy
i’m tryna get back to doin me
grammys i’ll read eulogies
cuz bar for bar i’m k!lling every one of these new nominees
oh who is he?
trapladdin in dis bish
if she rub it long enough
that girl get more than just a wish
they say boy you trappin hard
is you a genie with the wrist
s-x & money baby blow me i need all yo common sense
tell the truth
these n-gg-s ain’t dope like this
me know zero with a flow like this
weather man never seen cold like this
even when he make it rain got a snow like wrist
any n-gg- want beef i grill em no george foreman
team wutang k!llabees & start swarming
no hand guns hop out somethin enormous
ya whole fam 7am, n-gg- they mornin’
-hook
trapladdin in dis bish
if she rub it long enough
that girl get more than just a wish
they say boy you trappin hard
is you a genie with the wrist
s-x & money baby blow me i need all yo common sense
-v2
work, watch that boy work
i play dumb wit that long thang don’t f-ck around & get learnt
i call tdash when i touchdown so i can find a place to get turnt
(t-rich)
but i’m two og’s in already so let’s find a place to get burnt
and that’s the truth, i been on already
i be goin already
waste time to say hi?
aye hun, i ain’t trey songz. she gon let me
facetime, pat-ron, hennessy and all types of drugs lord help me
i’m the young god
pockets loaded, no gun charge
ride wrong n-gg- get trapladdin
i got me an extra stay in traplanta
when i’m boolin’ with the slimes they call it blacklanta
eating p-ssy while i talk, i know its bad manners
and my mama taught me better, but i just feel like
i cannot f-ck with these n-gg-s
i’m way too up on these n-gg-s
wrist doing circular motions, i’m tough on these n-gg-s
like really whats up wit these n-gg-s
last night a n-gg- got so f-ckin lit
some sh-t i can’t f-ckin’ remember
rappin’ and trappin’ and actin’, i’m running these n-gg-s
i’m f-ckin’ with her and her sister
-hook
-bridge
they hated but i’m never faded
every day i’m working on that million dollar bank statement
know it’s over rated but i love an -ss that’s over weight
i’m way to up to hate
me & richie in them foreigns racing young trapladdin baby wooh!
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