"Trappa Rappa" lyrics
(feat. Jose Guapo)
Them bitches seen us at the Clearport
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
'Trapper', still a rapper; Fill my kitchen up with gas bud
Trappin' in mixmatch designer, bitch! Who gives a damn-fuck
Bigger than Frank Lucas, fuck you think he get my 'mask' from?
Trigger finger ithin'; my young niggas like, "Who Daniel Son?"
Landin' the private jet, fuckin' in turbulence
That what be makin' the 'brain' fun
V-V-S diamonds, be causing a problem
These bitches be thinkin' I made the Sun
Watchin' me makin' my pack disappear-
These bitches be thinkin' I made the 'wand'
Keep a double cup, like Pimp' and Don Jaun
My shoes are expensive, you bet' not step on-
'Trapper', still a rapper; Neighborhood 'capper'
The F&N, stick in it; I got an adapter
'Trapper', still a rapper; Bitch I'm the plug
Saran wrap the lean, the money comes faster
The Bentley, Saline; 'The Foreign Disaster'
These bitches be praisin' me, like I'm a pastor
So many diamonds, I live in Alaska; Go! Go! Go!
Backwards
Them bitches seen us at the Clearport
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
They said, 'they seen me leavin Magic, with a dancer'
I got them racks on me, can't fold; can't keep my pants up!
You gotta stay down on ten-toes, to get yo' bands up!
They know, Longway, Guapo ball, like we got cancer!
Bitch, I ain't no rapper; Only 'rap' when we wrap bales up
They know, me and Capo, H.B.L, 'Birds of a Feather'
We mixmatch designer; 'xlusive gang; custom made leather!
See you at the airport... It's on sight, boy it's whatever
Real boss shit, nigga... Call hits, get you 'off'ed', quick, nigga
Smokin' weed in my office, nigga; Sippin' lean in the cockpit
Nigga (I'm gettin' head)
Them bitches seen us at the Clearport
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
'Trapper', still a rapper; Fill my kitchen up with gas bud
Trappin' in mixmatch designer, bitch! Who gives a damn-fuck
Bigger than Frank Lucas, fuck you think he get my 'mask' from?
Trigger finger ithin'; my young niggas like, "Who Daniel Son?"
Landin' the private jet, fuckin' in turbulence
That what be makin' the 'brain' fun
V-V-S diamonds, be causing a problem
These bitches be thinkin' I made the Sun
Watchin' me makin' my pack disappear-
These bitches be thinkin' I made the 'wand'
Keep a double cup, like Pimp' and Don Jaun
My shoes are expensive, you bet' not step on-
'Trapper', still a rapper; Neighborhood 'capper'
The F&N, stick in it; I got an adapter
'Trapper', still a rapper; Bitch I'm the plug
Saran wrap the lean, the money comes faster
The Bentley, Saline; 'The Foreign Disaster'
These bitches be praisin' me, like I'm a pastor
So many diamonds, I live in Alaska; Go! Go! Go!
Backwards
Them bitches seen us at the Clearport
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
They said, 'they seen me leavin Magic, with a dancer'
I got them racks on me, can't fold; can't keep my pants up!
You gotta stay down on ten-toes, to get yo' bands up!
They know, Longway, Guapo ball, like we got cancer!
Bitch, I ain't no rapper; Only 'rap' when we wrap bales up
They know, me and Capo, H.B.L, 'Birds of a Feather'
We mixmatch designer; 'xlusive gang; custom made leather!
See you at the airport... It's on sight, boy it's whatever
Real boss shit, nigga... Call hits, get you 'off'ed', quick, nigga
Smokin' weed in my office, nigga; Sippin' lean in the cockpit
Nigga (I'm gettin' head)
Them bitches seen us at the Clearport
Turnt the fuck up; Start a riot at the airport
Shinnin' like the 'Big Tymers'; Diamonds cuttin' up
Mixmatch, with designer, who give a damn, fuck
And I'm strapped up with the cannon; Who wanna damn slug?
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
'Trapper', still a rapper; I'm the damn 'Plug'
Strapped up with the cannon who wanna damn slug? -
