Dr. DMS - Traphouse

Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap nigga
Trap trap trap nigga trap nigga
Aye
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap nigga trap
You arent getting no damn money I suggest you ass to trap
Trap trap trap trap
Trap
Trap
Nigga trap nigga trap nigga aye
I suggest you ass to trap nigga
Trap trap nigga trap nigga trap trap trap trap trap
Aye bitch my wrist look like magic
In the trap these bitches they some maggots
They some lice all in my motherfucking hair
Bitch you got to get up out of here
Cause Im trapping aye
Bitch Im trapping out the mansion
I arent trapping out no abandon
This arent no Versace this a Hermans fifteen hundo boy
Done that shit like Shawty Lo
And I got my shorties though and they carry for
Shooting at your fucking lobes
Shooting at your bros and your fucking hoes
Damn I need to buy a Rolls
Instead I bought a X6 M though
That bitch 150 or two hunda
I dont really know but I said I want one I got it
Bands all in my pocket
Whatever I want you know I bought it
I flex on my opponent
You niggas need to wear some garments aye
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap trap
Trap trap trap trap trap nigga trap
You aint getting no damn money I suggest you ass to trap
Trap trap trap trap
Trap
Trap
Nigga trap nigga trap nigga aye
I suggest you ass to trap, nigga
Trap trap nigga trap nigga trap trap trap trap trap

Written by:
Reno Toussaint

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