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letra de tap out - pop smoke

[intro]
(yoz, what you tellin’ me?)
yeah
(beat by yamaica productions, baby)
ooh (trap house vibes)
too, too, too
look (grrr)

[chorus]
bend her over, blow her back out (blaow)
bend her over, pull her tracks out (blaow)
she know the woo make her tap out (woo)
i really live what i rap ’bout (woo)
i remember them days in the trap house
yeah, it got real in the trap house
i went and did some time in the jail (huh)
’cause i rather take the fast route (grrt, grrt, bah)

[verse]
if you wanna make bands then i’ma open up titty
she like, “papi, all i got is city”
i’m like, “f-ck it, come give me head” (woo)
i back her then nutted on her titty, ayy, uh
i say i’m a dog so i’m chain’ her kitty (yeah)
light up the smoke like a dutch in the city
i keep totin’ that head, we gon’ catch ’em like ricky, uh
man down, throw the piece to my bro that say hands down (brrt, brrt)
poppin’ sh-t on the lot, make him camp down
he was twirlin’ back then, he a fan now
woo, i keep nothin’ but blues in this pants now (woo)
rubber bands for these racks and these bands now (blues)
we keep sticks in these drums like a band now (grrt, grrt, grrt)
my new b-tch exotic (‘xotic), my new b-tch exotic (‘xotic)
you ain’t poppin’, stop it (nah)
fresh as f-ck, no stylist (stylist), uh
n-ggas stealin’ styles, jacket jockin’ (jockin’)
this watch gon’ do tick-tockin’ (nah)
n-ggas know how we rockin’, woo
20k for amriris and that’s for the jeans (that’s for the jeans)
the money was dirty, i got it in a wrapper and now that sh-t clean (now that sh-t clean)
woo, woo, now i’m on the scene (now i’m on the scene)
i made her tap out, i know that this d-ck turn that b-tch into a fiend (brrt, brrt)
[chorus]
bend her over, blow her back out (blaow)
bend her over, pull her tracks out (blaow)
she know the woo make her tap out (woo)
i really live what i rap ’bout (woo)
i remember them days in the trap house
yeah, it got real in the trap house
i went and did some time in the jail (huh)
’cause i rather take the fast route (grrt, grrt, bah)

- pop smoke

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