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trap - maajins lyrics

trap lyrics
[verse 1: cheromani]
how you a trap n*gga but you stinky?
b*tch you a trap n*gga with no binky
“maajins, wheres my glock?”, he get thrown like a slinky
i’m with my brother, like ricky and d*cky
“how much up in that chop?”, b*tch i think it’s like fifty
how you a trap n*gga, b*tch you a mickey
how you a trap n*gga, b*tch you got titties
“oh my god you’re a freak”, b*tch i just want a quickie
how you a trap n*gga wit’ a lil’ booty (the f*ck?)
b*tch you a fat n*gga givin’ out cooties
how you a trap n*gga sippin’ a smoothie?
like, how you a trap n*gga takin’ a doodie? (you farted)
like, oh that sh*t nasty
her booty jiggle a lot and she’s classy
you’re a trap n*gga but live with your pappy
how you a trap n*gga using up napkins?

[bridge]
lil’ tonka right there, ay, that’s my truck right there

[verse 2: maajins]
we taking his chain, he out of luck
walk in that b*tch like we don’t give a f*ck
he talkin’ down, set his ass up
he the talk of the town, get that sh*t up
and you stealin’ my sound, n*gga you suck
serving fiеnds by the pound (gas leave you stuck)
hе tried to ride on my wave and he sank
feelin’ like carti, i ride in a tank
stupid b*tch tried to set me up, what did you think
1500 push up on his block, we gon’ flank
diamonds aren’t fake
call up the bank
you ain’t no saint
how you trap with no rank?
he talkin’ crazy, get popped like a bubble
he seventeen, make him futsal shuffle
he try to run, then he eatin’ a knuckle
that’s smith and that’s wesson, that’s a real happy couple
ride in a tank, yeah i’m burnin’ that rubber
chop hit his face, it’s gon’ knock off his stubble
i call up 600, put you in the dirt
he tried to run up, he amber alert
[verse 3: slump6s]
how you a trap n*gga with no trap?
came in the trap, now he getting trapped
that boy a b*tch, now he gettin’ slapped
she got no b*tt, all she got is back
how you a trap n*gga but you broke? (f*ck)
you ain’t no trap n*gga, you’s a joke
run in yo’ trap n*gga, with a scope
arp make a n*gga float
don’t f*ck with n*ggas, just like i’m a copper
b*tch i’m a pimp, if you want you can cop her
your diamonds fake man, they foil, they copper
aim for the head and now he need a flopper
flight in miami, it’s not for a doctor
stank ass breath, n*gga who is your dentist?
shooters from duke and i ain’t talkin’ dennis
sn*tchin’ his chain with that baby ass pendant
(heavy breathing)
ahh! (grr)
semi, no hemi, this b*tch automatic
i walk in your trap, man this sh*t get dramatic
i cheat on that ho and she tease me, i’ve had it
mi casa su casa, my trap, it’s a palette
you don’t got no trap n*gga, you ain’t a trapper
we knock off his cap, now he really a capper
she getting me mad, but i don’t wanna slap her
[outro: slump6s]
stop fighting girls, f*cking dork

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