Trap Queen (Explicit) (Clean)
Fetty Wap"Trap Queen (Explicit) (Clean)" ist ein Song von Fetty Wap, 2015, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:02, 57 lines / 536 words.
Songtext
0:00Trap Queen (诱骗女王) - Fetty Wap
0:06Remy boyz yeaahhhh
0:111738
0:14I I'm like hey what's up hello
0:17Seen you pretty a** soon as you came in that door
0:20I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll
0:23Married to the money introduced her to my stove
0:26Showed her how to whip it now she remixin' for low
0:29She my trap queen let her hit the bando
0:33We be countin' up watch how far them bands go
0:36We just set a goal talking matchin' lambos
0:39Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though
0:43Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
0:46Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
0:49Everybody hating we just call them fans though
0:52In love with the money I ain't never letting go
0:55And I get high with my baby baby
0:58I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh
1:02And I can ride with my baby baby
1:04I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby yeeaahhh
1:09And I can ride with my baby
1:11I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh
1:15And I can ride with my baby
1:17I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my
1:20I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands
1:23I just might snatch up a 'rari and buy my boo a lamb'
1:26I might just snatch her necklace drop a couple on a ring
1:30She ain't want it for nothing because I got her everything
1:33B**ch you up in the bando without deniro can't go
1:36Remi boys got extendo count up hella bands tho
1:40How far can your benz go
1:41Fetty wap I'm living fifty thousand k how I stand tho
1:44If you checking out my pockets hol' up
1:47And I get high with my baby baby
1:50I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh
1:54And I can ride with my baby baby
1:56I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby yeeaahhh
2:00And I can ride with my baby baby
2:03I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh
2:07And I can ride with my baby baby
2:09I be in the kitchen cookin' pies I'm like hey wassup hello
2:13Seen you pretty a** soon as you came in that door
2:16I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll
2:20Married to the money introduced her to my stove
2:23Showed her how to whip it now she remixin' for low
2:26She my trap queen let her hit the bando
2:29We be countin' up watch how far them bands go
2:33We just set a goal talking matchin' lambos
2:36Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though
2:39Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
2:42Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
2:46Everybody hating we just call them fans though
2:49In love with the money I ain't never letting go
2:52I be smoking d**e and you know backwoods what I roll
2:55Remy boy fetty eating sh*t up that's fasho
2:59I'll run in your house then i'll f**k your ho
3:02Cause remy boyz or nothing re re remy boyz or nothing
Trap Queen (诱骗女王) - Fetty Wap Remy boyz yeaahhhh 1738 I I'm like hey what's up hello Seen you pretty a** soon as you came in that door I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll Married to the money introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it now she remixin' for low She my trap queen let her hit the bando We be countin' up watch how far them bands go We just set a goal talking matchin' lambos Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole Hit the strip club we be letting bands go Everybody hating we just call them fans though In love with the money I ain't never letting go And I get high with my baby baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby yeeaahhh And I can ride with my baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands I just might snatch up a 'rari and buy my boo a lamb' I might just snatch her necklace drop a couple on a ring She ain't want it for nothing because I got her everything B**ch you up in the bando without deniro can't go Remi boys got extendo count up hella bands tho How far can your benz go Fetty wap I'm living fifty thousand k how I stand tho If you checking out my pockets hol' up And I get high with my baby baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies with my baby yeeaahhh And I can ride with my baby baby I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby baby I be in the kitchen cookin' pies I'm like hey wassup hello Seen you pretty a** soon as you came in that door I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll Married to the money introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it now she remixin' for low She my trap queen let her hit the bando We be countin' up watch how far them bands go We just set a goal talking matchin' lambos Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole Hit the strip club we be letting bands go Everybody hating we just call them fans though In love with the money I ain't never letting go I be smoking d**e and you know backwoods what I roll Remy boy fetty eating sh*t up that's fasho I'll run in your house then i'll f**k your ho Cause remy boyz or nothing re re remy boyz or nothing
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