Tyga

Tyga - Trap Pussy lyrics

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I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

Had a white bitch but the ho kept snitchin'

Pull up in a Benz, you Uber in a Civic



No fingerprints but I finger bang the pussy

Flipper, I'm Gucci, I'm Louis, I'm Groovy

Your homie, your girlfriend's a groupie

She opened up her mouth so wide, scary movie

Went to 7-11, she beggin' for a slurpie

f**k her in the car, drop her off at Wendy's

Ride no tint, I just seen the enemy

It's 2 AM, somebody got shot

When niggas gettin' money, niggas wanna call the cops

I get it a lot, I get it a lot

I'm lookin' like a dope dealer, fresh off the pot

Lobster tail for my eighties bitches

Fat Burger for my nineties bitches

Don't be trippin' you get all the attention

Them long ass legs but the pussy terrific

I must admit it, put my tongue up in it

Ocean's eleven, the pipe be leakin'

Ice cream man with the sprinkle filling

Make my bitches sisters, now we call them "Pippen"

Maestros, I'm the master splinter

Dick too big, told her scream in a pillow

f**k it, I'm illin', f**kin' sicko

Super model, she a super nympho



I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot...trap pussy

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot...trap pussy

I'm a trap nigga...yeah...

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy



Cherry on top, whip cream in the middle

Expect like a tempo, I'll put two in your temple

Pimpin' our mental was easy like rentals

My car game, drive away like limos

I told the bitch, don't come back

If the check ain't twice what I spent on gas

Fifteen thou for the private jet, don't gasp

I like my new bitch but the shit won't last

Ha, I'm just being realistic

Get dick, get dismissed, it's just business

Personal, we don't get intricate

Shout out my ex, I been meeting bitches

Yeah, I put that on wax

You a rat, it's a trap

Cheese bar at the bank, I snatch

Brand new, I still wear the tags

She lookin' over here like daddy back

I'm the ghost daddy, ride the Phantom black

Ha, Santa black, my gifts in fact

Pussy and gats with [?]

f**king her tummy flat, skeet on her back

Eww, nasty nigga, stay with the raps

Never chase that bitch again

Ha, f**k it then, let's get it man

Put you in your place like Running Man

Bitch I'm the shit, had to shit on 'em again

Haha, and again



I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot...trap pussy

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy

I get it a lot...trap pussy

I'm a trap nigga...yeah...

I'm a trap nigga and I need trap pussy
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Language: English

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