I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
Had a white bitch but the ho kept snitchin'
Pull up in a Benz, you Uber in a Civic
No fingerprints but I finger bang the pussy
Flipper, I'm Gucci, I'm Louis, I'm Groovy
Your homie, your girlfriend's a groupie
She opened up her mouth so wide, scary movie
Went to 7-11, she beggin' for a slurpie
Fuck her in the car, drop her off at Wendy's
Ride no tint, I just seen the enemy
It's 2 AM, somebody got shot
When niggas gettin' money, niggas wanna call the cops
I get it a lot, I get it a lot
I'm lookin' like a dope dealer, fresh off the pot
Lobster tail for my eighties bitches
Fat Burger for my nineties bitches
Don't be trippin' you get all the attention
Them long ass legs but the pussy terrific
I must admit it, put my tongue up in it
Ocean's eleven, the pipe be leakin'
Ice cream man with the sprinkle filling
Make my bitches sisters, now we call them "Pippen"
Maestros, I'm the master splinter
Dick too big, told her scream in a pillow
Fuck it, I'm illin', fuckin' sicko
Super model, she a super nympho
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot...trap pussy
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot...trap pussy
I'm a trap nigga...yeah...
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
Cherry on top, whip cream in the middle
Expect like a tempo, I'll put two in your temple
Pimpin' our mental was easy like rentals
My car game, drive away like limos
I told the bitch, don't come back
If the check ain't twice what I spent on gas
Fifteen thou for the private jet, don't gasp
I like my new bitch but the shit won't last
Ha, I'm just being realistic
Get dick, get dismissed, it's just business
Personal, we don't get intricate
Shout out my ex, I been meeting bitches
Yeah, I put that on wax
You a rat, it's a trap
Cheese bar at the bank, I snatch
Brand new, I still wear the tags
She lookin' over here like daddy back
I'm the ghost daddy, ride the Phantom black
Ha, Santa black, my gifts in fact
Pussy and gats with [?]
Fucking her tummy flat, skeet on her back
Eww, nasty nigga, stay with the raps
Never chase that bitch again
Ha, fuck it then, let's get it man
Put you in your place like Running Man
Bitch I'm the shit, had to shit on 'em again
Haha, and again
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot...trap pussy
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
I get it a lot...trap pussy
I'm a trap nigga...yeah...
I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
compositores: Michael Ray Stevenson
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