lirik lagu emac-money – trap on fye
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stuffing up dat bag
stuffing up dat bag
i be
running thru a sack
ballin like im dak
i be stuffing up that bag
stuffing up that bag
i be
running thru a sack balling like in dak
fiends in n outta the trap till da door gone
cookin dope wit a versace robe on
give a f~ck n~gga wat i dont owe nun
trap on fye like i left the stove on
trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye trap on fye
hoe n~gga keep yo drugs
i brought my own sh~t
n i dont need yo plug
i get my own bricks
broke n~gga keep yo bread
i got my own grind
won’t ever speak to feds
i do my my own time
(lil bitty n~gga) ~adlib
trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye
(get down, ahhhhrrrr) ~adlib
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from the bottom to the top
from 50 bucks in a tin can
to 2 racks and 10 grams
to who on my d~ck next…
cmon b~tch i do this …
step up if the shoes fits…
yall fold in the clutch
like chris paul when u shooting
all on my own doe
big lit got his own flow
make yo chick my new b~tch
then skeet on my old hoe
you real then it don’t show
you b~tch and i know so
we raise h~ll like stone cold
b~tch don’t play wit grown folk (hoe n~gga hoe n~gga) ~adlib
n u ca keep ya 2cents cuz im rich as f~k
already lit and too bent when i hit the club
these n~ggas hate on bullsh~t
cuz i run it up
mac sw~ng that pool stick get a hole in one
stuffing up that bag
running up dem racks
got a b~tch dats bad
countin cash
you ain’t rowdy f~ck n~gga
catch a contact
93 da gas
chopper blatttt
p~ssy wanna crash
i be for it f~ck n~gga
amiris on my ass
u can’t afford these broke n~gga
dropped 1000 grams
d~mn near burnt down the kitchen
bricks on my hands
when i’m whipping the chicken g
stepped down he ran
send him up when we catch him (yeahhhh) ~adlib
k!ll the f~ckin game this the take over
gucci on my frames behind my shades rolling
said you want a real n~gga well i’m here shorty
sold 100 thangs in these air jordan’s
f~ck n~ggas not my type i never listen to ‘em
all about that gwap
my fingers itching for it
if you chop the whole thang that’s a different story
got real n~ggas that will burn you
and just get deported
and then bounce back
blow a whole once sack
40 on my waist in saks fifth while i drop stacks
cleaner than ac b~tch
maro sport with the top back
shawty neck great
she suck it up like a shop vac
been the f~ckin man in my city kid
tryna cop a vacant lot next to diddy crib
n~gga better keep it straight don’t do iffy biz
that 4~5 dessert e will twist a n~gga lid (ba, ba, ba) ~adlib
real n~ggas never cross over
camo shorts for my dawgs cuz we all soldiers
i don’t play about my paper i merk hoes
no insurance in the glove box that’s birds hoe (yeah) ~adlib
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stuffing up dat bag
stuffing up dat bag
i be
running thru a sack
ballin like im dak
i be stuffing up that bag
stuffing up that bag
i be
running thru a sack balling like in dak
fiends in n outta the trap till da door gone
cookin dope wit a versace robe on
give a f~ck n~gga wat i dont owe nun
trap on fye like i left the stove on
trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye trap on fye
hoe n~gga keep yo drugs
i brought my own sh~t
n i dont need yo plug
i get my own bricks
broke n~gga keep yo bread
i got my own grind
won’t ever speak to feds
i do my my own time
(lil bitty n~gga) ~adlib
trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye, trap on fye
(get down, aggghhwehgrr) ~adlib
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