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letra de marry the trap - scy jimm

[intro]
(simo fre just k!lled this)
i just take my time with this sh-t
i just take my time with this sh-t

[chorus]
i just take my time with this sh-t, i ain’t gotta rush it (yeah)
pockets, they on, “f-ck it,” man, you n-ggas ain’t on nothin’ (n-ggas ain’t on nothin’)
the way she throw it back, shawty know that p-ssy bussin’ (know that p-ssy bussin’)
i might f-ck ’round, marry the trap, say, “yes, i do,” make me the husband (yeah)
said this sh-t too many times, i’m the one, these n-ggas know it (the one)
plenty days when i was broke, they ain’t know ’cause i ain’t show it (on gang)
ten on me right now, p-ssy n-gga, i’ll blow it (n-gga)
shawty keep shakin’ that ass, baby, i like how you throw it (come here, baby)

[verse]
gotta keep that rod, free my n-ggas out the pod (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we smoke plenty zaz’, we got plenty broads (on gang)
i’m a lil’ n-gga, how the f-ck i’m livin’ large? (livin’ life, n-gga)
three-five in a ‘wood, this b-tch look like a cigar (yeah, yeah)
it ain’t no new friends, it’s just us, me and gang ‘nem (me and gang)
pull up foreign, hop out fly as f-ck, b-tch, i came trim (yeah, fly as f-ck)
startin’ to feel like pac, i been ballin’ way above the rim (swish, swish)
i don’t play no games ’bout that cheese, i ain’t one of them (one of them)
i got that sh-t on, i brought blues to the red carpet (yeah)
i came up and got that bag, that make me a target (me a target)
get that cheese and head home, i ain’t tryna party (i ain’t tryna party)
i think this b-tch named margot, i’m slidin’ with a f-ckin’ barbie (yeah, skrrt)
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas
puttin’ hoes before that bag, like what’s up with these n-ggas? (f-ck off)
bro ain’t tryna leave the trap, he in love with p’s, n-gga (on gang)
i ain’t pickin’ up the phone if it ain’t ’bout that cheese, n-gga (’bout that f-ckin’ bag, n-gga)
how i pop out with that dog sh-t, these n-ggas p-ssed (these n-ggas)
i’m a genie, get that shh to you (yeah), just make a wish (just make a wish)
hit the water with the dawn soap, i ain’t wash the dishes (i ain’t wash the d-mn dishes)
lot of these n-ggas cap, they just good actors, brad pitt (the f-ck?)
[chorus]
i just take my time with this sh-t, i ain’t gotta rush it (yeah)
pockets, they on, “f-ck it,” man, you n-ggas ain’t on nothin’ (you n-ggas ain’t on sh-t)
the way she throw it back, shawty know that p-ssy bussin’ (come here, baby)
i might f-ck ’round, marry the trap, say, “yes, i do,” make me the husband (yeah, yeah, yeah)
said this sh-t too many times, i’m the one, these n-ggas know it (that one)
plenty days when i was broke, they ain’t know ’cause i ain’t show it (on gang)
ten on me right now, p-ssy n-gga, i’ll blow it (the f-ck?)
shawty keep shakin’ that ass, baby, i like how you throw it (yeah)

[outro]
yeah, yeah
f-ck a n-gga, huh
big scy sh-t, n-gga, huh
t2t, n-gga

- scy jimm

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