TRAP LORDS (Feat. A$AP Ferg & Bodega Bamz)歌词
I used to stand on the corner with that Enyce Velour
I told these ******* we Kings like homie C-Webb, four
So now I live by the sword, keep the Techs lock my door
Back in Two-Thousand-Uno we catching homis for sure
Mercedes CL sixes, make your wifey my misses
Get a cigarette & condom after cleaning my dishes
I said "Mi nombre es Bodega" she said "I know like the store"
I said "I rap like Toronto" she told me "Start up a tour"
I use the ki's to get money now I'm kickin' down doors
A drug dealing Robin Hood, my Civic touching the floor
Your ***** ridin' my stick, so hard she blew my exhaust
I made it flip like '96 Olympics Dominique Dawes
Congrats to the fools that said I would not make it
Never get a shot so Papi had to take it
Many way might end I was patiently waiting
Listening to Cam, Big L, Pastor Hastings
A$AP Mob with the Tan Boy nation
Run New-York, who the **** is you racing ?
Never stay stagnant, back & forth pacing
Eastburgh tree, tree, tree, my faaavorite
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Line 'em up, take 'em down
Two bad ******* on my couch
Sippin on the Henny make a ***** go oh
Had a little *** but I really want mouth
You know me, Young Trap Lord
White gold teeth you can't afford
Margiela so **** the floor
Tote that **** a ***** gon' fall
Homie wake up when he hear that four
Get sprayed up like his cologne
Won't let up when I pick that chrome
I can see his chromosome
With the smell of yo guts outside of your home
Within a couple of months your body got swolled
With couple of bugs coming out of your nose
***** who did it ? Nobody done know
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
I told these ******* we Kings like homie C-Webb, four
So now I live by the sword, keep the Techs lock my door
Back in Two-Thousand-Uno we catching homis for sure
Mercedes CL sixes, make your wifey my misses
Get a cigarette & condom after cleaning my dishes
I said "Mi nombre es Bodega" she said "I know like the store"
I said "I rap like Toronto" she told me "Start up a tour"
I use the ki's to get money now I'm kickin' down doors
A drug dealing Robin Hood, my Civic touching the floor
Your ***** ridin' my stick, so hard she blew my exhaust
I made it flip like '96 Olympics Dominique Dawes
Congrats to the fools that said I would not make it
Never get a shot so Papi had to take it
Many way might end I was patiently waiting
Listening to Cam, Big L, Pastor Hastings
A$AP Mob with the Tan Boy nation
Run New-York, who the **** is you racing ?
Never stay stagnant, back & forth pacing
Eastburgh tree, tree, tree, my faaavorite
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Line 'em up, take 'em down
Two bad ******* on my couch
Sippin on the Henny make a ***** go oh
Had a little *** but I really want mouth
You know me, Young Trap Lord
White gold teeth you can't afford
Margiela so **** the floor
Tote that **** a ***** gon' fall
Homie wake up when he hear that four
Get sprayed up like his cologne
Won't let up when I pick that chrome
I can see his chromosome
With the smell of yo guts outside of your home
Within a couple of months your body got swolled
With couple of bugs coming out of your nose
***** who did it ? Nobody done know
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
Young trap Lords, ridin' in the streets
Young Bamalier finna blam you with heat
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