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million dollar trap - derez de'shon lyrics

[chorus: derez de’shon]
now my trap doing numbers, they tryna [?] the trap spot
we got dpe, we got beans and irene in the trap house
tryna fill up money bags, so much [?] in the trap house
this a million dollar trap, this what we trap out
we got beans and irene at the trap house
we got beans and irene at the trap house
we got beans and irene at the trap house
this a million dollar trap, imma show you what the trap bout

[verse 1: derez de’shon]
what the f-ck these n-ggas saying when they talk what they be talking?
got me talking talking talking, word to slim, ghetto homie
roll keemosobbi, trap house got my pockets sloppy
f-ck with dae dae, h-llo mayday, that’s a 10 4 coppy
we got dope, we got beans, and irene at the trap house
counting racks, [?]
that’s a lotta money, what they talkin bout?
soon as they enter, surv it out the truck, then get out
we got them thangs going, quicker than they coming
it’s a million dollar trap, and i’m counting up this money
hear these n-ggas talking, but they ain’t saying nothing
i can tell these n-ggas flexin, but they ain’t getting money

[verse 2: slim dunkin]
you can get all the squares, no checkers
i’m all about my dope, [?] cheque
i ain’t hard to find, you can say that i’m a trap boss
irresponsible with them cars, tear the roof off
know you know about my crew, see them when we coming through
all the loud talking, see what the gun will do
i ain’t into laughing fool, get your -ss chopped and screwed
f-ck you duck -ss n-ggas, [?]
turned up, never down
n-gga, this is my town
hit my rude boy for the work, you heard me, ralph?
green tights sticky
smell like icky
f-cking with the dunk, make a gangsta turn sickley

[verse 3: dae dae]
what the f-ck you talkin bout?
n-ggas better watch they mouth
ain’t the type to run up on, or i let these k!llers out
brick squad, dirt gang, whole squad after you
n-ggas got a lotta beef, eat ‘m like some sandwitch meat
riding round town, looking for a freak to beat
gater shoes on my feet, whole spot we flexin clean
money come, money go, just like the summer heat
[?] to the seat
can’t let them stress me
all about that [?], a second just to take a peak
chopper heat his -ss, that’s why they yelling “irene”
i reload, and i ain’t speaking [?]
here we go again, in front of a judge, [?]

- derez deshon lyrics

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