Trap

Lyrics
[Intro: Quez & Skooly] Oooh-woah Oooh-woah We got London on da Track [Chorus: Quez] Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I might hit T's on a Monday I'm geeked up throwing this money Might hit the flame on a Tuesday I smack your bitch on the booty Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I got it raining in dollars Might make it rain on your patna I'm in here letting it fly Order some wings and some fries When I come to your trap [Verse 1: Ali] I'ma come fuck up your trap I'ma come fuck up your trap Them other niggas some caps I'ma throw 20's no care This a 120 right here This a 120 right here She got them tiddies oh yeah She got that booty oh yeah Put that little pussy right here Yeah, yeah, 20's in air Yeah, yeah, that is not fair Yeah, yeah, come over here Yeah, yeah, slap on her rear Throw it up on her so careless Them other strippers are jealous I got a big booty fetish These bitches love the confetti [Chorus: Quez] Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I might hit T's on a Monday I'm geeked up throwing this money Might hit the flame on a Tuesday I smack your bitch on the booty Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I got it raining in dollars Might make it rain on your patna I'm in here letting it fly Order some wings and some fries When I come to your trap [Verse 2: Quez] Boss, I'm in the club on a Wednesday Walked in and ordered a 10-piece Met this little stripper named Kenzie I got her gone off that Henny I got her all in a frenzy Do anything for the Benjis She wanna fuck in the Bentley Put that TP up on replay Order a shot for the DJ There go them ballers, be patient Left a little tip for the waitress Now girl I know you ain't goin' let another bitch come in your trap (come in your trap) Now girl I know you ain't goin' let another bitch come in your trap (I know you ain't, know you ain't, know you ain't, oh) [Chorus: Quez] Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I might hit T's on a Monday I'm geeked up throwing this money Might hit the flame on a Tuesday I smack your bitch on the booty Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I got it raining in dollars Might make it rain on your patna I'm in here letting it fly Order some wings and some fries When I come to your trap [Verse 3: Strap] Rainman go away, know I make it rain Monday night at Magic City Tuesday at Blue Flame Yeah, think I just up a ten, yeah But I might do it again, yeah Smashed on a hoe with her friend Laugh on em hoes at the end I got the check on me, I got the recipe, know they goin' hate on the kid I turned up the city, had that bitch on fire, and I swear I'ma do it again Bitch better know ain't a damn thing changed Still a young nigga with a whole bunch of game Still got cash, got diamonds in my ring Come to your trap and I blow a whole thing [Chorus: Quez] Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I might hit T's on a Monday I'm geeked up throwing this money Might hit the flame on a Tuesday I smack your bitch on the booty Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap Girl I might come to your trap I got it raining in dollars Might make it rain on your patna I'm in here letting it fly Order some wings and some fries When I come to your trap [Outro: T.I.] God damn it we goin' take this one from where I'm from Westside ATL Westside Bankhead to be exact We goin' ride it on down to the S.W.A.T.S Campbellton Road Okay on through Simpson Road Southside College Park Hit 285 wrap that motherfucker on round to Decatur Yeah (Eastside Nigga)
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Credits
- Writers
- Strap
- Black Boe
- Ali of Travis Porter