Trapman

Wopoo

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Trap long live a savage yeah

Trapman got to go get they shit
Flip them ozs till you get that brick
Drought came got to go and whip that shit
Hit that bitch til you stretch that bitch
Dope don't work I'm gone hit that lick you know it you know it
Dope don't work Imma hit that lick I am imma hit that lick
Fuck that shit I can't be broke
Fuck a nine to five bitch I rather sell blow
Got weed got girl got boy got hope
If you need to wash your ass bitch I can sell soap
Niggas laugh at me like I was telling jokes
Bet they ain't laughing no more
Niggas laugh at me like I was telling jokes
Bet I they ain't laughing no more

Made a promise to myself bitch I got to get paid
Fuck trying to cuddle I'm just trying to get laid
If it ain't about the money bitch I ain't trying stay
If you ain't trying to get then you just in the way
Trap all night till the motherfuckin day
Take a cat nap then do it all again
Dope boy shit I be thugging with them fens I do
Got to get the motherfuckin cream young nigga
Had to fall off of the scene for a minute
Went and bossed up and my dreams got bigger
Got niggas on the book sneak dissing
Man you hoes better mind y'all business
Man y'all better find some different
Because that shit ain't even paying y'all utilities
Smoking out the p like diddy
Tell cane go and pop that remy
How you still ain't got shit nigga and you been hustling for minute
Must be doing some wrong these niggas ain't sticking to the code
They switch for these hoes I than seen that shit
Give me a quarter brick imma triple that bitch
Yeah yeah these niggas gone tell
Knowing damn well they ain't making bell
Keep them gas like a philly or a shell
Free all the real trappers till they outchea
Don't miss this jet hoe I'm flying than a lear
Got your hoe trying to down me like a beer
I don't give a fuck no more I don't even care
Because I was showing love when they wasn't even there
Got to pay the plug first get him out my hair
Watch who you trust because these streets ain't fair yeah

Trapman got to go get they shit
Flip them ozs till you get that brick
Drought came got to go and whip that shit
Hit that bitch til you stretch that bitch
Dope don't work I'm gone hit that lick you know it you know it
Dope don't work Imma hit that lick I am imma hit that lick
Fuck that shit I can't be broke
Fuck a nine to five bitch I rather sell blow
Got weed got girl got boy got hope
If you need to wash your ass bitch I can sell soap
Niggas laugh at me like I was telling jokes
Bet they ain't laughing no more
Niggas laugh at me like I was telling jokes
Bet I they ain't laughing no more



Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Hamilton
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