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perc 10 - certified trapper lyrics

[hook: certified trapper]
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[verse 1: certified trapper]
i don’t need no percocet to beat her f*ckin’ cat
i just need a percocet, i hurt my f*ckin’ back
i got a switchy d*ck, i’m finna hit her from the back
fully auto p*ssy and she tryna f*ck me back
that ain’t bbl on the east, her ass flat
that’s my ms. griselda on the east, she dump my sack
b*tch a real pro, get the nut up out my sack

[hook: certified trapper]
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[verse 2: ayoolii]
beat the b*tch down, give a f*ck ’bout where he at
off a perc 10 tryna make it clap
beat the b*tch down in the [?] coupe, blew the hubcaps
deep d*ck down in her throat, f*ckin’ up her kneecaps
he was talkin’ crazy so i pulled up with three straps
lookin’ for the opps in the alley, where they be at?
fiendin’ for yo head, lil b*tch, i’ma need that
b*tch sucked my d*ck so good, i got kidnapped
[hook: certified trapper]
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

[verse 3: certified trapper]
hop out lookin’ rich
pull up with a jumper, what the f*ck? i threw a brick
n*gga hatin’ on me, lowkey mad i f*cked his b*tch
i ain’t chicken p, but i’ll really buss a brick
walk that n*gga down in the alley, think he sl!ck
ol’ g*y ass n*gga, [?], i don’t think he mix
ayoo walk down on a n*gga, gas station with the switch
i can’t have no scary ass n*ggas with me, be on sh*t
know i shot the b*tch twenty, ever since, she been on d*ck
all the boy in the building, n*gga, you cook up the mix
why you hatin’? ’cause you know my n*ggas richer than a b*tch
finna go rollie shopping, f*ck, i’m richer than the mix
i got richard in this b*tch
[hook: certified trapper]
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town
popped a perc 10, take that b*tch to pound town

- certified trapper lyrics

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