paroles de chanson Traphouse Mansion - Slim Flock

Yea
Lemme put my jewelry on for this one nigga
I just pulled up to the traphouse nigga
4, 5 Cars behind me wit 100k in the bag
Hold up Mami lemme get back to dis paper

Can someone tell my bitch I had to go and get the keys
I was flipping money
I was lowkey in the streets
That rollie on my wrist it cost about a hunnid G′s
I'm stuntin on you niggas
Tell me how you really feel whoa
I ain′t into sentimental shit
I peep the game like I'm an analyst
My bitch is whippin in the kitchen nigga
Steph Curry how she handle it
I told you niggas I'ma grind for it
I told you niggas I′ma rhyme for it
Remember when a nigga never had
Now money now my money looking long boy

It′s funny how I see you switching up
I'm popping tryna send text to me
Old bitch she a X to me
Slept on me she a X to me
Got so many bitches on my dick
Coulda swore a nigga had to flex in it
Had to pull up in that new whip
Cause my new bitch bringing checks to me
You ain′t hear me dawg
Name another nigga hot as me
But they play yo record I just brush it off
50 Different niggas hating on me
When I see yo bitches I just fuck em all
Ask me how I'm livin stuntin everyday
Niggas ain′t see the Audemar
Yours Forever that's the gang gang gang gang gang
And we gon knock you off
Poppa kicked me out the crib
The same time a nigga had to go and sign it off
I was sleeping in a Honda Civic
Steady pacing in it tryna count it up
Walk inside the bank I had to go and tell the bitch
She better run my money up
Niggas lurking roun the corner
Know they plotting on me I′ma let em know wassup
Sinawtra told me in due time
Keep my bitches on a need to know
Shorty said she wanna fuck a famous nigga
But she finna keep it on the low
I had to get how I live nigga
Jewish lawyer get the case closed
Foreign bitches bring me pesos
The feds lurking so I stay woke
A hunnid niggas in my traphouse
Real niggas in my traphouse
She poppin pussy in my traphouse
And I'ma hit it till she tap out
Illest nigga man I do this
I was waiting on a new lick
Foreign wages coming in
Youngest nigga in it i'ont gotta prove shit

Can someone tell my bitch
I had to go and get the keys
I was flippin money
I was lowkey in the streets
Dat
Dat
Dat rollie on my wrist it cost about a hunnid G′s
I′m stuntin on you niggas
Tell me how you really feel whoa
I ain't into sentimental shit
I peep the game like I′m an analyst
My bitch is whippin in the kitchen nigga
Steph Curry how she handle it
I told you niggas I'ma grind for it
I told you niggas I′ma rhyme for it
Remember when a nigga never had no money
Now my money looking long boy

That's real talk
Coming at you wit my lil dawg
Tell me what you really here for
I done seen you niggas in the streets
When you talkin beef I know it′s real small
I done seen you niggas switch sides
I done seen you niggas get lost
Certain mans from around the way
They tried to hold me down and tried to get on
Ballin like I'm fucking Chris Paul
Ballin like I'm fucking Jim Jones
I remember when my teacher
Kicked me outta school
Now a nigga getting on
Niggas see the swag and try to duplicate the nigga
But the boy been off
Forty told me had to kill em niggas
So you know the boy had to kill em all
I ain′t tryn get the click involved
Wasteman whatchu niggas on
Talkin bout how you been the topic of the conversation
We don′t hear you dawg
Lemme show you how I'm living nigga
A hundred million is what I′m sitting on
Got bitches kissin on these bitches in my traphouse
Yea man I been a boss
A hunnid niggas in my traphouse
Real niggas in my traphouse
She poppin pussy in my traphouse
And I'ma hit it till she tap out
Illest nigga man I do this
I was waiting on a new lick
Foreign wages coming in
Youngest nigga in it i′ont gotta prove shit

Can someone tell my bitch
I had to go and get the keys
I was flippin money
I was lowkey in the streets
That
That
That rollie on my wrist it cost about a hunnid G's
I′m stuntin on you niggas
Tell me how you really feel whoa
I ain't into sentimental shit
I peep the game like I'm an analyst
My bitch is whippin in the kitchen nigga
Steph Curry how she handle it
I told you niggas I′ma grind for it
I told you niggas I′ma rhyme for it
Remember when a nigga never had no money
Now my money looking long boy

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