收聽Remix Factory的Trap Queen (Workout Mix 136 BPM)歌詞歌曲

Trap Queen (Workout Mix 136 BPM)

Remix Factory2015年7月22日

Trap Queen (Workout Mix 136 BPM) 歌詞

Trap Queen (Remix) - DJ ReMix Factory

Remy boyz yeaahhhh

 

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I'm like hey what's up hello

 

Seen yo pretty a** soon as you came in that door

 

I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll

 

Married to the money introduced her to my stove

 

Showed her how to whip it now she remixing for low

 

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

 

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

 

We just set a goal talking matching lambos

 

Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though

 

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club we be letting bands go

 

Everybody hating we just call them fans though

 

In love with the money I ain't never letting go

 

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

 

And I can ride with my baby

 

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

 

And I get high with my baby

 

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

 

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands

 

I just might snatch up a rari and buy my boo a lamb

I might just snatch her necklace drop a couple on a ring

She ain't want it for nothing because I got her everything

B**ch you up in the bando without deniro can't go

 

Remi boys got extendo count up hella bands tho

 

How far can your benz go

Fetty wap I'm living fifty thousand k how I stand tho

If you checking out my pockets hol up

 

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

 

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

 

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

 

And I can ride with my baby

 

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

I'm like hey what's up hello

 

Seen yo pretty a** soon as you came in that door

 

I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll

 

Married to the money introduced her to my stove

 

Showed her how to whip it now she remixing for low

 

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

 

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

 

We just set a goal talking matching lambos

 

Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club we be letting bands go

 

Everybody hating we just call them fans though

 

In love with the money I ain't never letting go

 

I be smoking d**e and you know backwoods what I roll

 

Remy boy fetty eating sh*t up that's fasho

 

Ill run in ya house then I'll f**k your ho

Cause remy boyz or nothing re re remy boyz or nothing

 

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

 

And I get high with my baby

 

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

 

And I can ride with my baby

 

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

 

And I can ride with my baby

 

 

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh