Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

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I'm like hey, wassup,
Seen yo ass soon as you came in the door
I just chill, got a sack for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be up watch how far them bands go
We selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams prob 100 though
Man I swear I love her how she work that pole
Hit the strip we be letting bands go
hating we just call them fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my
I left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get right with my
I be in the cooking pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get with my baby
I just left the I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby,

I hit the strip my trap queen
'Cause all we is bands
I might snatch up a Rari
And buy my boo a
I might just up a necklace
a couple on a ring
She ain't want it for
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
Ride with me I can't go
boys got extendo
Count up hella tho
fuck in your benz hoe
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty
K how I tho
If you checking for my I'm like

And I get with my baby
I just left the I'm getting fly with my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, yeahh

And I get right with my
I just left the mall I'm getting fly my baby, yeahh
And I get with my baby
I be in the cooking pies with my baby

I'm like hey, wassup,
yo pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to it now she remix it for low
She my trap let her hit the bando
We be counting up how far them bands go
We just selling dope, matching lambos
Got 50 60 grams 100 grams though
Man I swear I love her how she that damn pole
Hit the strip club we be letting bands go
hating we just call them fans though
In love with the I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating up that's fasho
run in ya house, then I'll fuck ya ho
Remy boyz are re-re-remy boyz are nuttin'