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trapaholic - ceo trayle lyrics

[intro]
no bap, vroom (mike gotti, this sh*t stupid)
let me work
yeah (ayy)
yeah (yeah, uh), yeah (uh)

[chorus]
ayy, i’m a trapaholic (okay), my b*tch a shopaholic (okay)
my wrist more than a forty (uh*huh), i never went to college (on god)
and if you hatin’ on a n*gga, please don’t tell me ’bout it (please don’t tell me)
yeah, a bag filled with exotic (exotic), my scale still in my pocket (my pocket)
yeah, the b*tch so f*ckin’ bad, i let the lil’ b*tch pop it (pop it)
yeah, and now i’m drinkin’ qua’ (qua’), it used to be the quali (the quali)
yeah, the police get behind me (uh*huh), i run i got narcotics (i skrrt)
yеah, and soon as they opened up folliеs (up follies), went in that b*tch and popped it (i popped it)
ayy, car need a chauffeur (chauffeur), pistol in the sofa (grraow)
yeah, b*tch geeked up off doja (doja), a no*limit soldier (solider)
it’s big big backdoor, yeah, lil’ b*tch, thought i told you (shh)
ayy, all this sh*t i showed you (showed you), you lil’ boys, i don’t know you (nuh*uh)
ayy, grrah, baow, wake him up like coffee like folgers (like folgers)
ayy, it’s cold keep the toaster (toaster), i pose like a poster (a poster)
you f*ck n*gga, you poser, f*ck the b*tch, i don’t need closure (uh*uh)
mike gotti, this sh*t stupid (this stupid), i came in this b*tch zooted (zooted)
ayy, he talk like he ’bout that sh*t (’bout it), well f*ck n*gga, let’s do it (do it)
got a rollie on his head (head), bet my young n*gga do it (let’s do it)
and a chain on his top (his top), he rat, he a cop (a cop)
ayy, ain’t you the same n*gga that got kicked up out the spot? (for sure)
i told her we can f*ck, but baby, can’t stay at the spot (for sure)
ayy, ayy, they ran in this b*tch and they died, that’s what made it hot (on god)
i ain’t sayin’ that i can’t be robbed, n*gga, you can try (try)
these n*ggas talkin’ on the sly (sly), me and rick slice down the pie (pie)
i could tell you that i love you, but that would be a lie (a lie)
i want money, need it now (it now), wastin’ time ’cause he didn’t buy (didn’t buy)
and you get clapped for no reason (no), big back, it’s his season (uh)
a hundred at the westin (westin), told mama let my guest in (uh*huh)
ayy, mm, you ain’t know that that 40 cave a chest in (40 cave a chest in)
ayy, uh, you ain’t know i f*cked her and f*cked her best friend (her and f*cked her best friend)
yeah, you don’t like backdoor, say it with your chest then (say it with your chest then)
ayy, yeah, and it’s packworld, the z’ll get you stamped in (z’ll get you stamped in)
[outro]
ayy, ayy, yeah, get you stamped in (get you stamped)
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah), the z and get you stamped in (they come and get you stamped)
yeah, yeah, get the z and get you stamped in (n*ggas come and get you stamped)
yeah, get you stamped in

- ceo trayle lyrics

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