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bitch im trappin - soufside dre lyrics

[intro]
yeah, krashhh
b*tch, i’m trappin’ everyday i get it off
b*tch, i’m trappin’ everyday i get it off
uh*huh

[chorus]
b*tch i’m trappin’ everyday, i get a backend everyday
b*tch i’m trappin’ everyday, i get a backend everyday
he be flex on the ‘net, but his designer fake
i’m just trappin’ and hustlin’ everyday
b*tch, i collect a backend like everyday
gotta stay down and sh*t, turn the crib to estate
turnt with yo’ b*tch, it’s like wala, it’s magic
feel like laroi and sh*t, cause my life was so tragic
i remember the times i ain’t have sh*t
when i was 21, i been a savage
2024, life going lavish
f*ck the b*tch, i got some more baddies
yo’ b*tch dumb as a f*ck, so that make that b*tch average
turnin’ up in the trap, run the score up like madden

[verse]
screaming free 5 and sh*t, i ain’t talking mcradden
why the f*ck is he talking? that n*gga a has been
get the f*ck off my page, you know my craft is magic
i’m with midnight boyz youngins, they bringin’ some static
make a movie with b*tch, but this sh*t not aladdin
screamin’ free ant in booth cause the gb is tatted
straps, we shootin’ them sh*ts with a passion
facts, i’m speakin’ that sh*t, ain’t no capping
d*mn, i’m doin’ this sh*t for my fam
dm a baddie, a thick b*tch on spam
hit that b*tch for a hour, caught a cramp
kicked that b*tch out cause that b*tch is a tramp
she leavin’ my drawers soakin’ wet or damp
that b*tch wanna be my baby, can’t wear a pamper
yeah, i betted on jim, give a f*ck if he tampered
yo’ b*tch dirty laundry, put that b*tch in the hamper
i’m the fund raiser, i ain’t pullin’ no scam
yeah, i know some n*ggas they be groupie like randall
n*ggas be goofy, i stay with get bands
give a f*ck ’bout that sh*t if it ain’t ’bout the clan
if i stepped up to him then you know that he ran
yeah, i cooked this sh*t up with co, no pot, no pan
cook that sh*t up with no pot and no pan
he like lamar cause that n*gga gon’ scramble
play with the krashhh, then he turn into rambo, ahh, on god
[chorus]
b*tch i’m trappin’ everyday, i get a backend everyday
b*tch i’m trappin’ everyday, i get a backend everyday
he be flex on the ‘net, but his designer fake
i’m just trappin’ and hustlin’ everyday
b*tch, i collect a backend like everyday
gotta stay down and sh*t, turn the crib to estate
turnt with yo’ b*tch, it’s like wala, it’s magic
feel like laroi and sh*t, cause my life was so tragic
i remember the times i ain’t have sh*t
when i was 21, i been a savage
2024, life going lavish
f*ck the b*tch, i got some more baddies
yo’ b*tch dumb as a f*ck, so that make that b*tch average
turnin’ up in the trap, run the score up like madden (clayco, cook it up)

- soufside dre lyrics

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