Michael Trapson

Michael Trapson - Neverland Dungeon lyrics

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Hee-hee, shamone (ow!)

You don't want no smoke, hee-hee

You don't want no smoke, oh, oh



You don't want that

Hee-hee, yeah, yeah



Neverland, hella bandz

Tatted up, Mexican

Turn it up, trapson

With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan

I'm the king of the pop-pop

Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!

I might pull up in the drop-top

With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!



Watch how I come with some heat

Watch how I swag out the beat

Watch how I turn up the street

Come get your girl she on me

Heal the world, steal your girl

I left that chick on the curb

Relaxer all up in my curl

Drippin down on my loafer

Bet I go thriller tonight, yeah

Sippin that lean in my Sprite, yeah

I live a hell of a life, yeah

Made too much money tonight, yeah

I am the man in the mirror, hee-hee

She want the man in the mirror, hee-hee

She tryna get in my ear

I look at that chick like she weird (ooow!)

Billy Jean get off my stage

You cannot come in my way

Aviators on my face

Get that chick out of my face (shamone)

I am the king of this place

Neverland dungeon we lit

Look at my glove its so lit (litty!)

Look at my squad its so lit

Please do not mess up my vibe yeah

(You don't want no smoke)

That is like playing with fire

(You don't want no smoke)

Conrad Murray is a liar (he a liar!)

(He don't want no smoke)

He was just a fall guy

I'm the king of all time (ow!)



Neverland, hella bandz

Tatted up, Mexican

Turn it up, trapson

With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan

I'm the king of the pop-pop

Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!

I might pull up in the drop-top

With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!

Neverland, hella bandz

Tatted up, Mexican

Turn it up, trapson

With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan

I'm the king of the pop-pop

Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!

I might pull up in the drop-top

With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!



Watch how I turn up the street

Watch how I turn up the heat

Watch how I turn up the street

Watch how I turn up the heat



Why they got me in my zone? (why!)

Why they tryna tap my phone

I think somebody's watching me

Get your nose out of my home

I'm startin' to feel like a target

All of my crew we get gnarly

They tryna get in my pockets

Don't make yourself look retarded!

I am a one in a million

They know I'm one in a million

All of my life I gave millions

Tell them boys get out they feelings

I got some people in Paris

They want me to make an appearance

I'm 'bout to get litty again

Just like the O2 arena (shamone)

This is it, this is lit

I'm bad in fact, I got hits

In my black hat, I keep a dent

Then I moondab it with your chick!



You cannot put out my fire

(You don't want no smoke)

I'm gonna take it up higher

(You don't want no smoke)

Gavin Arvizo's a liar (he a liar!)

(He don't want no smoke)

You came for the wrong guy

I'm the king of all time (ow!)



Neverland, hella bandz

Tatted up, Mexican

Turn it up, trapson

With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan

I'm the king of the pop-pop

Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!

I might pull up in the drop-top

With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!

Neverland, hella bandz

Tatted up, Mexican

Turn it up, trapson

With my goons and we swinging like Tarzan

I'm the king of the pop-pop

Your girl is a thrrrrrrot-thot-thot!

I might pull up in the drop-top

With the draco and go brrrrrrot-thot-thot!



Nooo, nooo

Nooo, nooo, hee-hee ow!

(okay guys its a wrap)
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