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letra de trap room - lil uub

[chorus]
welcome to my trap room
yeah this is where i make my trap tunes
yeah
caught a n-gga sneakin up on my shoes
yeah swept wit my trap broom(let’s go)
f-cked another b-tch inside my bathroom
yeah we smokin on the trap fumes
i was born inside my trap room
so welcome to my trap room yeah

[verse 1]
and it’s a key masarati i private the jet
and my flow overseas(let’s go)
you know she gon geek on the molly
i stack up the cash let it pour out my jeans
spittin the lyrical i’m cooking a feast
you know it was good when we f-ck up the sheets
she cheated on me she was raised in the streets
got down on my knees and i prayed for the peace
i rock with the team they ain’t takin from me
you loyal to me, i make you my queen
i tattoo my pain it’s helping me sleep
stay sippin the lean i get lost in my dreams
i get lost in my thoughts put the rocks in pot
they selling the coke and they poppin the glocks
smokin the dope it’s too hot in the box
i smoked it some more and passed out on the lot
drink till im drunk so i’m faded and numb
i’m telling her friends and she wanna come
she give giving me head but it’s making me dumb
my d-ck in her belly she beggin for tums
i let him talk sh-t but that n-gga was slumpt
(yeah yeahhhh)
let him talk sh-t but that n-gga was slumpt
(oooooo)

[verse 2]
still get no sleep and i got it (yuh!)this money don’t fix all my problems(let’s go!)
i hit the weed when l spark it c-ck and reload i’ll leave you r-t-rded
super the bowl i got hoes in the closet
the wh0res in my house i’m not talkin bout cardi
i’m all in her mouth with the gwap in my pocket
it’s a prophecy now cause i slept in the garden
like adam and eve with the fruit on the tree
i stepped on the snake he ain’t talkin to me
the devil can hate but i’m living in peace
i’m thanking the lord he protecting my feet
desginer my t–th and i’m banging the heat
the n-ggga was dead wit some blood on the seat
she spillin the tea an she beggin for me
she baked me a pie and she cut me a piece
see the fake in his eye ain’t f-ckin with me
i’ll leave yo ass still for the birds and the bees
my ice is on freeze got the cuban and rings
i’m pouring the henny inside of my drink
her n-gga was gone and she feeling on me
my trap room is the only place where i can sleep
(ooooo)

[chorus]
(haaaaa)
welcome to my trap room
yeah this is where i make my trap tunes
yeah
caught a n-gga sneakin up on my shoes
yeah swept wit my trap broom(let’s go)
f-cked another b-tch inside my bathroom
yeah we smokin on the trap
fumes
baby i was born inside my trap room
so welcome to my trap room yeah
(errbody) welcome to my trap room
yeah this is where i make my trap tunes
yeah
caught a n-gga sneakin up on my shoes
yeah swept wit my trap broom(let’s go)
f-cked another b-tch inside my bathroom
yeah we smokin on the trap
fumes
father i was born inside my trap room
so welcome to my trap room yeah

- lil uub

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