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trap anthem - duwap kaine lyrics

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[intro]

bae wake up, duwap posted

(trapaholics, real trap sh*t)

[verse 1]

it’s a foreign car, i can’t park this
them young n*ggas on that bullsh*t
we eatin’ good, on that full sh*t
my main b*tch, she a natural b*tch
met a trap hoe, that’s my target audience
police be askin’, “how the f*ck you bought this sh*t?”
sh*t, don’t got enough money for my life
stupid ass b*tch always want me to buy
drop sh*t, wap sh*t, n*gga gettin’ money
broke ass n*ggas they make me vomit
when i say “dope” n*gga i mean chronic
all i wanna do is count up a hunnid
that’s yo girl? she’s still on the market
only when i pop him and that’s my atlanta [?]
n*gga man we is the opposite
told the police they can’t stop this

[chorus]
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
that trap sh*t, this trap b*tch, she flawless
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t, that trap sh*t
yessir, don’t call it
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
the trap* the trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
the trap* the trap sh*t, that wap sh*t

[verse 2]

i got a lot of goals, they don’t invite the hoes
just because of you bro, fu* f*ck n*gga i ain’t losin’ hope
n*gga live yo life, cause you never too old
i’m gon live up mine, i got this sh*t on my own
don’t be asking me about no b*tches, that i ask you that know cause i’m too grown
[?]
this a beamer car, not no volvo
i be straight so i’ll get you in the volkswagen
i be in the trap and i’m in [?]
thirsty n*gga ate through a maxim
ion stray, but i’m straight thrashin’
im a southside legend with some manners
got some bands on me you can’t tell me nothin’
first n*gga out my hood that’s done
out the mud, ain’t no shortcut
slime a n*gga, you still from yo own brother
only person that i got is my mother
and my father and they just like no other
if you don’t want to deal with the consequences of these b*tches, n*gga, wear a rubber
cut that b*tch off right before the summer
went up to the b*tch, n*gga, then i dumped her
trap jumpin’ so if i lose a custom
i*ion [?]
sometimes i say bad n*gga and i reflect then a n*gga jus found us
don’t cover yo ears, n*gga when it rain, and then that b*tch come with some nothing (nope)
everyday i’m off a piece but it look like n*gga gotta sit back in sofa (d*mn)
at least my money long, and my b*tch thick, and i’m a handsome motherf*cker
[chorus]

this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
that trap sh*t, this trap b*tch, she flawless
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t, that trap sh*t
yessir, don’t call it
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
the trap* the trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
this that trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
the trap* the trap sh*t, that wap sh*t
wap

[outro]

(this is a certified hood classic)

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