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Fetty Wap - Trap Queen (Remix) Lyrics

Feat. French Montana


Seventy therty eight
I’m like hey, what’s up, hello
Seen your pretty ass as you came on the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Mary to the money, introduced her to my stove

And I ain’t gotta worry about I’m gone throw my phone
And I ain’t gotta back page fucking with the hoer
I ain’t gotta worry about popping up the show
Give a thirty bitch with that bitch down on the road
I’m in love with my baby, ah
Know so far I’m in charge with my baby
Doing large with my baby
I’m in hush with my baby
Doing large with my baby
Mammy do it grande, big shine for my baby
Ah going hard for my baby
Do the shit, get hard, wip hard for my baby
I’m in love with my baby
I don’t start in the rave with the stars that’s my baby
Find the Snoop Dog, John’s, Darien, happy can
This is last year talking nice and we represent
Trap queen Dominican, til the brain the bottles in
I got ten he got six, we gonna fuck for sixty ten
Ha, she fell in love with a dope dealer
Getting head in the Royce ghost face killan
Ha, she fell in love with a dope dealer
Getting head in the Royce ghost face killan

And I get high with my baby
I just love them all but I get fly with my baby
And I get roaf with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cooking floas with my baby
Yeah and I get roaf with my baby
I just love them all but I get fly with my baby
And I get roaf with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cooking floas with my baby

I hit the stupid on my trap queen
Cuz all we know is buis’ and I might jump a Ferrari
And buy my booming lime
And I might stanch and not gonna get this shit
I got a couple from the rent
Shit she ain’t want nothing because I got her everything
This bitch walk on the bend will be with me
And read with me while I can
Go rhyme me bush got instead
Don’t caught up benz all instead
Boy how fucking your banz are?
Gonna tell you one more what I need
Get fifty K and instead you wip it all from my pocket

And I get high with my baby
I just love them all but I get fly with my baby
And I get roaf with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cooking floas with my baby
Yeah and I get roaf with my baby
I just love them all but I get fly with my baby
And I get roaf with my baby
I’ll be in the kitchen cooking floas with my baby

I’m like hey, what’s up, hello
Since you pretty awesome as you came on the door
I just wanna chill, got a stuck for us to roll
Mary to the money, introduce you to my stove
Show her how to wipe it and now she remixing alone
She my trap queen now we rip on the hood
We’ve been cover up watch out how the banz blow
We just shot it thou, talking ¬Ďbout you ain¬ít on bones
Fifty and get supreme for a hundred grando
Man I swear I love her how she get the _____(?)
If the straight blow you will let the man go?
Everybody hating and just call her friends, dog
In love with the money I ain’t never let go
I’ll be smoking dope and you know back is what I roll
________(?) and that’s for sure
All on in your house and I fuck your hoer
But burning and boys are knocking, boys are knocking
Yeah you here with my boy



Thanks to helen for correcting these lyrics
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