Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

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I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to whip it now she it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be counting up watch how far them go
We just selling dope, talking matching
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I her how she work that damn pole
Hit the club we be letting bands go
Everybody hating we just them fans though
In love the money I ain't never letting go

And I get with my baby
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get with my baby
I left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby, yeahh

I hit the strip with my trap
all we know is bands
I just snatch up a Rari
And buy my boo a
I might snatch up a necklace
Drop a couple on a
She ain't it for nothin'
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride with me I can't go
Remy boys got
up hella bands tho
I'll in your benz hoe
Fetty Wap I'm living thousand
K how I tho
If you checking for my I'm like

And I get high my baby
I just the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get right my baby
I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby,
And I get with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies my baby

I'm hey, wassup, hello
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams
Man I swear I love her how she work that damn
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
hating we just call them fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty shit up that's fasho
I'll run in ya house, I'll fuck ya ho
Remy boyz are re-re-remy boyz are nuttin'