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trump the bill (trim edition) - sunshine benzi & trim (rapper) lyrics

[chorus: sunshine benzi]
(uh) b*tches be stiffer than a d*ck pic
like they came to bang, but b*tches don’t wanna get this (oop)
let my b*lls hang, pop, ballers wanna pick this
they be on my wave, top, right there where the pick is, get, b*tch
i be cruising in the cherry red coupe
with the pink gold rims and the big gold hoops
i be chilling, b*tches stay in they feelings
if you see us in the party, know there’s beams in the building, mm

[verse 1: sunshine benzi]
b*tches dead to me, stompin’ through the room, call me stephanie
make ’em see hues, call me heffanie
playboy bunny, what’s the deal on the back end?
pittsburgh stealin’ but it’s real on the ass end (wop, wop)
i’m getting busy, no trump and bill
no trump and bill
presidential coupe, gotta trump the bill
haha, b*tch

[chorus: sunshine benzi]
b*tches be stiffer than a d*ck pic
like they came to bang, but b*tches don’t wanna get this
let my b*lls hang, pop, ballers wanna pick this
they be on my wave, top, right there where the pick is, get, b*tch
i be cruising in the cherry red coupe
with the pink gold rims and the big gold hoops
i be chilling, b*tches stay in they feelings
if you see us in the party, know there’s beams in the building (uh)
[verse 2: trim]
i’m in the pool throwin’ bands on a bad b*tch
i’m tryna throw this ass on him, on this mattress
i’m tryna rake it up, who gon’ throw the fastest?
i’m in the hood countin’ chicken, yeah, that cabbage
my n*gga stay inside his feelings when i pop out
these b*tches tryna ride my wave, they got they c*ck out
i brought my block out, tryna see a knockout
i’m tryna rock, rock, rock, rock, rock out
i’m finna pop it, my n*gga told me to stop it
these b*tches really be flopping, my n*gga, really be flopping
hol’ up, i’m finna pop it, n*gga told me to stop it
b*tches really be flopping, my n*gga, really be flopping

[outro: trim]
yo, check this out, sunshine, you know i could give you more than this but
i’m really just tryna save it ’til, you know
we could make some, you know, we could make something really new and sh*t on these b*tches, you get it?
like, i could really pop it on these b*tches if i wanted to and finish it out
but i really just wanna save it, you know, giving these b*tches a lil’, give these b*tches a lil’ taste of it, you get what i’m saying? hold on
yo, catch me outside, you know
i’m in new york, i’m in charleston, i’m in atlanta
you know, that’s where i be, catch me (uh)
my n*gga stay inside his feelings when i pop out
these b*tches tryna ride my wave, they got they c*ck out
i brought my block out, tryna see a knockout
i’m tryna rock, rock, rock, rock, rock out
[?]
we tryna run it [?]
[?]
and when we ride inside a black truck, we gon’ hop out

- sunshine benzi trim rapper lyrics

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