Trabajarie - BadaBingBadaBoom Lyrics

Lyrics BadaBingBadaBoom - Trabajarie



Yea yea yea
I put the pot in a figure 4
Shawty just gimmie the give n go
I hit da bitch then I'm gettin gone
I told a ho to just leave me lone
Bitch yo pussy stank we can't make a home
Doing lame shit with a fuck nigga
I'll burn his ass turn em dust nigga, what
Big Trab I just walked in with a big bag
Got my bro with me in a minivan
We goin pull up on em hit em spray tain
Turn em bake goods off a santan
Boy was in the oven like a bake pan
Pouring stars and stripes this a dirty can
And I fucked up I just took a xan
Boy I love drugs I just took a roxy
All these sticks around me got a box of pocky
Christian Loubs when I step out my shoes
Boy I'm making money when I step in the booth
Boy you pussy as hell got stomped out lost a tooth nigga
I done ran down in the booth nigga
Bada bing bing Bada Boom nigga
Make me come through with the troops nigga
Shit'll get ugly it's wicked
I'm still in the city I ride with this fifty
Niggas be mad as hell these niggas shitty
I'm with a vibe I call her big pissy
I'm in the field running up these laps
And thes niggas broke can't even go and cap
I had this shit on way before I trap
I made it out the jungle nigga I adapt
Yea yea yea
I put the pot in a figure 4
Shawty just gimmie the give n go
I hit da bitch then I'm gettin gone
I told a ho to just leave me lone
Bitch yo pussy stank we can't make a home
Doing lame shit with a fuck nigga
I'll burn his ass turn em dust nigga, what
Big Trab I just walked in with a big bag
Got my bro with me in a minivan
We goin pull up on em hit em spray tain
Turn em bake goods off a santan
Boy was in the oven like a bake pan
Pouring stars and stripes this a dirty can
And I fucked up I just took a xan
Strapped up ion wanna talk
Nigga walk round with the glock tucked
I was standing on it till the fye buss
Nigga got stripped in a big rush
Nigga got touched
Nigga ate up
And this double cup got me up up
And I told the ho just shut up
Cause you keep talking bitch I can't duck
Bitch I can't think gotta move quiet
Gotta move smarter put that bitch on a diet
Only trust guns they ain't fucking lied
Niggas in comp I ain't even tired
Bit pussy fried, ain't no deny, why you acting shy, go bye bye
Yeen gotta cry I done told you what it is
Dirty double cup ain't even need a lid
Yea yea yea
I put the pot in a figure 4
Shawty just gimmie the give n go
I hit da bitch then I'm gettin gone
I told a ho to just leave me lone
Bitch yo pussy stank we can't make a home
Doing lame shit with a fuck nigga
I'll burn his ass turn em dust nigga, what
Big Trab I just walked in with a big bag
Got my bro with me in a minivan
We goin pull up on em hit em spray tain
Turn em bake goods off a santan
Boy was in the oven like a bake pan
Pouring stars and stripes this a dirty can
And I fucked up I just took a xan



Writer(s): Devonte Carter, Travarie Westberry


Trabajarie - Desire
Album Desire
date of release
18-04-2024




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