Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Remix)

[Intro: Fetty
Boyz, yeaahhhh

[Bridge: Wap]
I'm "hey, what's up, hello"
yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to it, now she remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the
We be countin' up, watch how far them go
We just set a goal, talkin' Lambos
Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 grams
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn
Hit the strip club, we be letting go
Everybody hating, we just them fans though
In love the money, I ain't never letting go

x2: Fetty Wap]
And I get high my baby
I just left the mall, I'm fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my
I be in the kitchen pies with my baby, yeeaahhh

[Verse:
I'm like "hey, up, hello"
I met you in the kitchen whippin' in a
And Imma need you to a baby
And when you cook that baby, buy you a Mercedes
at the thighs on her
Oh, I wanna on her
And we in a coupe crazy
Go to Venezuela, a getaway vacation
She the trap queen, she it
I'm the trap king, I the cash
You a pussy, so I took bag
If you get money with your say "yeaaahhh"