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big moochie grape – traphouse كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(ayoza, you wrong for this sh_t)
(ayoza, you wrong for this sh_t)
d_mn, i got all this motherf_ckin’ dope in here, man
godd_mn, i need to go to the trap
it’s early as f_ck
phone ringin’ and sh_t, i’m still tired from last night (d_mn, i need to get up)

[verse 1]
nine in the mornin’, hit the trap, it’s time to double up
junkies see my face, they come through smilin’, now they runnin’ up (yeah, yeah)
talkin’ ’bout, “moochie, give us a bump, we know you got the stuff” (yeah)
ain’t even walked in the house, good godd_mn, y’all been worse than a f_ck (uh_huh, get down)
walk in wells fargo, i smell like a ‘bow of weed
money up front, ain’t no fronts, ain’t no owin’ me (ain’t no fronts)
i’ma shoot first, ain’t no n_gga lil bro_ing me
bring your b_tch here, burn thesе blunts while i quarantine (bring your b_tch herе)
pull up with the next n_gga’s wife in the new machine (pull up with your b_tch)
doa, murder, pull up and i k!ll the scene (doa)
soon as i wake up, young n_gga doin’ things
it’s only one place in the world that i really wanna be (at the)

[chorus]
traphouse, traphouse (yeah)
traphouse (yeah), traphouse (yeah)
traphouse (yeah), traphouse (yeah)
trap, we got your b_tch at the (big moochie)
traphouse, traphouse (yeah)
traphouse (ha), traphouse (yeah)
traphouse (yeah), traphouse (yeah)
trap, we got big loads at the
traphouse (yeah), traphouse (uh_huh)
traphouse (uh_huh), traphouse (uh_huh)
traphouse (uh_huh), traphouse (uh_huh)
trap, we make big racks out the (yes sir)
traphouse (trap), traphouse (trap)
traphouse (trap), traphouse (trap)
traphouse (trap), traphouse (trap)
trap, i made so much money off the trap
[verse 2]
get this sh_t in and we get this sh_t out
junkies smoke dope while a n_gga shoot cr_ps
j on the door so the gang won’t get flack (watch the door)
hate bein’ broke, so i took me this route
burnin’ on cookies, not talkin’ girl scouts (burnin’ the cookie)
i just put my mama up in a new house (mama)
young n_gga makin’ big bands off of rap (yeah)
but i still go back to the traphouse (yeah, yeah)
pull up on the block, let my youngin shoot your back out
i’m a star player, p_ssy n_gga, you a mascot
illuminati business, but i’m still on the paper route
young n_gga higher than a motherf_ckin’ astronaut (young n_gga high)
good with the chopper like a motherf_ckin’ juggernaut (good with the chop)
talkin’ ’bout i got funds, it ain’t nothin’ else to talk about (uh_huh)
used to sell dope at my mama’s house (mama’s house)
then i turned up, started slangin’ out the traphouse, yeah (yes sir)

- big moochie grape

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