I'll sell more shoes than baker's man, I'll blow hundreds of grand and baker's man. And I aint use nothin but a lil soda, A lil water and it jumped back ovaģ0 minutes, thirty grand, I'll bake dem cakes, I'm da baker's man. Trap money, rap money, it's a slow fix I got needs that a day job won't fix Threesome, I'm in the middle of both chicks Wednesday, I'm givin' it to his old girl GABOS, my nigga, man, it's a. I'm at da base, and Gucci at da trp house, I'm in da kitchen and dat shit smellin real loud. Gucci Mane and Shawty Lo, we pushin weight nigga, I got trap money nigga, I'm a heavy cake nigga You might think that shit funny but I'm not a comedian, Wanna-be trappers seem to lack da ingredients.
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Got a groupie nigga buyin and he really can't walk, And anotha nigga buyin and he really can't talk. Crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie, yeah We got blocks, you can get a block from me Verse 2 I got the carats on me, Bugs Bunny, yeah Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me, yeah. Got a couple niggas buyin and he want a big part, Hustle our melakim, melakim hustle us. Gotta rush wit my shoppin cause I really don't curr Got a work and a deal, shawty under control. I'm ridin biggo, we be talkin real illego, I be like 500 taco homes, 75 burritos When I talk to my rocksta, be like where da bubaglot? Twenty thousand pounds, we might bring dat to my trap spotĪ Chinese plug wit dem pills, no lie, Every time I shop wit him he like hurry up and buy. I got trap money 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money
Give some work to my dawg, he gone bring dat money back, if i front a 100 pounds, he gone bring a 100 stacks. I'm a zone 6 rapper, cash mil thats flat, I aint talkin to you nigga, less u want a tic-tac. Mix the yay with the soda, it come back to good use, Wife beater on shawty, just to show my tattos. Half a mil for a deal homie why you sign that? Where I had to cop that gola, they will neva find that. Fredo Santana & Gino Marley - Street Shit. So Jay Z is right, these rappers arent has rich as his fucking wife. Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana - I Cant Feel My Face (The Prequel) DJ Victoriouz, DJ Twin. Im like really half a billi nigga, really you got baby money. I got trap money baby, I sell cris, not beers, I got trap money baby, you can check my ears. Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana - My Face Cant Be Felt. Give some work to my dawg, told em take it round thurr, Soon as you get dat cake, bring it right back here.
I'm a rapper, slash trapper, and my lyrics so fye, Every time tha drop come, throw my prices so high. Ey mane you wanna rock gucci then that means you wanna die, Soon as you shop wit Shawty Lo, tell me what you wanna buy. Shawty Lo in this mutha fucka wit me nigga,westside to zone 6 nigga, Dats wats happenin nigga. Now da word on da street I work for a mil od da low nigga. I got trap money dawg, Real talk, real spit like, I aint even gotta rap.
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