Luyện nghe bài hát Trap Queen (Rendition By SoMo)

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

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

And I get right with my
I left the mall 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 with my trap queen
all we know is bands
I might just snatch up a
And buy my boo a
I might snatch up a necklace
Drop a couple on a
She want it for nothin'
I got her everything
Bitch you up on the
with me where I can't go
Remy got extendo
up hella bands tho
I'll fuck in your hoe
Wap I'm living fifty thousand
K how I tho
If you checking for my pockets I'm

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

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

I'm hey, wassup, hello
Seen yo pretty ass as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my
Showed her how to whip it now she it for low
She my trap queen let her hit the
We be counting up watch how far bands go
We selling dope, talking matching lambos
Got 50 60 prob 100 grams though
Man I swear I her how she work that damn pole
Hit the strip we be letting them bands go
Everybody hating we just call fans though
In love with the money I never letting go

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