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marry the trap - scy jimm lyrics

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[intro]
(simo fre just k!lled this)
i just take my time with this sh*t
i just take my time with this sh*t

[chorus]
i just take my time with this sh*t, i ain’t gotta rush it (yeah)
pockets, they on, “f*ck it,” man, you n*ggas ain’t on nothin’ (n*ggas ain’t on nothin’)
the way she throw it back, shawty know that p*ssy bussin’ (know that p*ssy bussin’)
i might f*ck ’round, marry the trap, say, “yes, i do,” make me the husband (yeah)
said this sh*t too many times, i’m the one, these n*ggas know it (the one)
plenty days when i was broke, they ain’t know ’cause i ain’t show it (on gang)
ten on me right now, p*ssy n*gga, i’ll blow it (n*gga)
shawty keep shakin’ that ass, baby, i like how you throw it (come here, baby)

[verse]
gotta keep that rod, free my n*ggas out the pod (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we smoke plenty zaz’, we got plenty broads (on gang)
i’m a lil’ n*gga, how the f*ck i’m livin’ large? (livin’ life, n*gga)
three*five in a ‘wood, this b*tch look like a cigar (yeah, yeah)
it ain’t no new friends, it’s just us, me and gang ‘nem (me and gang)
pull up foreign, hop out fly as f*ck, b*tch, i came trim (yeah, fly as f*ck)
startin’ to feel like pac, i been ballin’ way above the rim (swish, swish)
i don’t play no games ’bout that cheese, i ain’t one of them (one of them)
i got that sh*t on, i brought blues to the red carpet (yeah)
i came up and got that bag, that make me a target (me a target)
get that cheese and head home, i ain’t tryna party (i ain’t tryna party)
i think this b*tch named margot, i’m slidin’ with a f*ckin’ barbie (yeah, skrrt)
i don’t really f*ck with these n*ggas
puttin’ hoes before that bag, like what’s up with these n*ggas? (f*ck off)
bro ain’t tryna leave the trap, he in love with p’s, n*gga (on gang)
i ain’t pickin’ up the phone if it ain’t ’bout that cheese, n*gga (’bout that f*ckin’ bag, n*gga)
how i pop out with that dog sh*t, these n*ggas p*ssed (these n*ggas)
i’m a genie, get that shh to you (yeah), just make a wish (just make a wish)
hit the water with the dawn soap, i ain’t wash the dishes (i ain’t wash the d*mn dishes)
lot of these n*ggas cap, they just good actors, brad pitt (the f*ck?)
[chorus]
i just take my time with this sh*t, i ain’t gotta rush it (yeah)
pockets, they on, “f*ck it,” man, you n*ggas ain’t on nothin’ (you n*ggas ain’t on sh*t)
the way she throw it back, shawty know that p*ssy bussin’ (come here, baby)
i might f*ck ’round, marry the trap, say, “yes, i do,” make me the husband (yeah, yeah, yeah)
said this sh*t too many times, i’m the one, these n*ggas know it (that one)
plenty days when i was broke, they ain’t know ’cause i ain’t show it (on gang)
ten on me right now, p*ssy n*gga, i’ll blow it (the f*ck?)
shawty keep shakin’ that ass, baby, i like how you throw it (yeah)

[outro]
yeah, yeah
f*ck a n*gga, huh
big scy sh*t, n*gga, huh
t2t, n*gga

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