Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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