Rick Ross
Rick Ross - Trap Trap Trap songtekst
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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