Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Trap Trap Trap lyrics

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Beep..

Beep..

I'm sittin' at the red light

My ankle monitor beepin'

Hadn't been charged

I think I see the beeper

Bounce



I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash

Brown bag legend when it's all cash

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap



First one on the block, woah

I need mine off the top, uh

Over town, he got shot

Muddy died in Opa-locka

Couldn't save one lung

Hit 'em up, hmm, hmm

See the look on my face (woo!)

Like Carol City one state

Niggas hate on my sound

'Til I went the first round

Then I earnt the Lombardi

Ain't no f**kboys allowed

Only f**k if she exclusive

Her favorite rapper Lil Boosie

To tell the truth I didn't ask

When it come to bitches I'm Gucci

I'm the wrong one to rob

In the jungle I'm Nas

In the label I'm Russ

In the trap I'm Rick Ross

Double M, Goldman Sachs

Just like Omar and Khloe

You can't dial for the packs

I sent you right back loaded
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