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Trap House Lyrics - Artist : Rich Homie Quan
[Chorus - Rich Homie Quan:]
Pistol on me, they say I shot him Blood on the floor, shout out to the red bottoms My car got that dope, surveillance camera be watching Every move you nigga's make That's why that trap house keep 'em shottas I say that trap house do number everyday I say that trap house do number everyday I say that trap house do number everyday I say that trap house do number everyday [Verse 1 - Offset:] Trap house doin' numbers, baking soda formulas Gotta keep hammer that for my armor I heard you fuck nigga's out here snitching you are informing Trap house full of bricks, my couch Louis V garments Your bitch say that I'm charming that's cause of all these charms Saddam, I got bombs, got more green than a farm There go Quan checking and telling me... smelling like oranges Money bigger than enormous, groupie bitches still ignore us G5 still tour, y'all nigga's ain't important Money in my hand like ointment, just pair of Jordans You nigga's wanna be Rich Homies, but do not have enough money Leopard I'm dress like Jumanji, shoping in Offset [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Rich Homie Quan:] Trap house have em stupid prices I don't know what you want, I'm a let you decide it Nigga they can come on they own, they ain't gotta be invited Cause they the main a reason why a nigga on They call me your highness, and they ain't gotta do that They treat me different that's definition of a real nigga who getting it I got extra bitches no special bitches, can't show these hoes no attention Back on your bitch start feeling herself, worrying bout me, she killing herself Telling your friends you ain't needing no help, but every time I your hand out for the You crazy gotta give that back and a baby Your girl with the swag cooking drugs so pure like the 80s Box still going crazy, hotbox I'm pulling out daily Even though I made it, still walk around with that [Chorus] |
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