Trappa Rappa

Lyrics

[Chorus: Jose Guapo] Them bitches seen us at the Clearport Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers' Diamonds cuttin' up Mixmatch, with designer- Who give a damn, fuck? And i'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug? 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug?- [Verse 1: Peewee Longway] 'Trapper', still a rapper; Fill my kitchen up with gas bud Trappin' in mixmatch designer, bitch! Who gives a damn-fuck? Bigger than Frank Lucas, fuck you think he get my 'mask' from? Trigger finger ithin'; my young niggas like, "Who Daniel-San?" Landin' the private jet, fuckin' in turbulencе That what be makin' the 'brain' fun V-V-S diamonds, be causing a problеm These bitches be thinkin' I made the Sun Watchin' me makin' my pack disappear- These bitches be thinkin' I made the 'wand' Keep a double cup, like Pimp' and Don Jaun My shoes are expensive, you bet' not step on-- 'Trapper', still a rapper; Neighborhood 'capper' The F&N, stick in it; I got an adapter 'Trapper', still a rapper; Bitch i'm the plug Saran wrap the lean, the money comes faster The Bentley, Saline; 'The Foreign Disaster' These bitches be praisin' me, like i'm a pastor So many diamonds, I live in Alaska; Go! Go! Go! --Backwards [Chorus: Jose Guapo] Them bitches seen us at the Clearport Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers' Diamonds cuttin' up Mixmatch, with designer- Who give a damn, fuck? And i'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug? 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug?- [Verse 1: Jose Guapo] They said, 'they seen me leavin Magic, with a dancer' I got them racks on me, can't fold; can't keep my pants up! You gotta stay down on ten-toes, to get yo' bands up! They know, Longway, Guapo ball, like we got cancer! Bitch, I ain't no rapper; Only 'rap' when we wrap bales up They know, me and Capo, H.B.L, 'Birds of a Feather' We mixmatch designer; 'xlusive gang; custom made leather! See you at the airport... It's on sight, boy it's whatever Real boss shit, nigga... Call hits, get you 'off'ed', quick, nigga Smokin' weed in my office, nigga; Sippin' lean in the cockpit Nigga (I'm gettin' head) [Chorus: Jose Guapo] Them bitches seen us at the Clearport Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers' Diamonds cuttin' up Mixmatch, with designer,- Who give a damn, fuck? And i'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug? 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' 'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug' Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug?-