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phortissimo - trapstar/memories lyrics
[trapstar: chorus]
you thought a mothaf-cka has synesthesia ’cause all a brother do is see notes
bad chicks wanna play games, but still givin’ the me cheat codes
h-lla dudes pulling out bread eventually man they gon be toast
rappers makin their sixth cent, i’mma body em up until i see ghosts like yah!
i’m a trapstar (whoo!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (yah, yah, yah, yah!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (whoo), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (yah, yah, yah, yah!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
[trapstar: verse]
now it’s back to business, back to haul -ss ’till it’s rags to riches
am-ss all the things that you can’t envision, and i always snap back no camera pictures or hats that fitted, you backward livin, i’m rap olympian, rappin’ indian, have to get it in, example immigrant, stackin’ dividends like banks are givin’ in
i’m so ahead of my time that i should sit down, kick back, and unwind
’cause y’all playing catch up with every line i mean every rhyme should be sponsored by heinz
brown star no dwarf tho, got pockets on gordo, sicker than a sore throat, go harder than orgo, and you know i’m the bomb type like muhf-ckin’ war zone
throwin’ mad parties you know that it’s h-lla excitin’, y’all check the guestlist and y’all not invited
settle down before violence incited, or we could settle this like united pilots, we go the wildest
y’all ain’t tough enough, sweet as b-ttercup, if you f-ck with us, we gon’ f-ck it up, mothaf-ckas ain’t never make the cut
mad that i’m gettin’ it, mad i’m just k!llin’ it, mad when i’m on the beat i’m just straight rippin’ it, ride it so well, magic mike just might strip to it, possibilities are infinite
any second, minute, i’mma kanye this sh-t, i’mma let you finish, i’mma let you witness, stacks these hunds quickly, we get down to business, buckle up your britches, we gon’ get real vicious, left and right positions, we gon’ fight for inches, this is high precision every decision, calculate the interest, all up off your interest, get the right percentage, then you know we in this
[trapstar: chorus]
you thought a mothaf-cka has synesthesia ’cause all a brother do is see notes
bad chicks wanna play games, but still givin’ the me cheat codes
h-lla dudes pulling out bread eventually man they gon be toast
rappers makin their sixth cent, i’mma body em up until i see ghosts like yah!
i’m a trapstar (whoo!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (yah, yah, yah, yah!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (whoo), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
i’m a trapstar (yah, yah, yah, yah!), t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
[memories: verse]
from the cold crush and casanova
to roscoe dash and travis porter
best friends always hide their motives
even williams got some sharapovas
while we out here just whippin’ soda
they on mars straight whippin’ rovers
jay-z talkin’ ’bout some credit
but we ain’t gon’ get it ‘till its game over
red b-tton, it’s joe budden
check your weather for cold frontin’
with your sh-t we like john snow
homie we know nothin’
still salty and iodized
stay charged, we ionized
i don’t know who y’all idolize
but your list best not be finalized
[memories: bridge]
if you were me and i was you, man things really wouldn’t be the same
life ain’t nothin’ but a b-tch with little room just to make a change
you can make it to the tippy top, but tell me really what does it mean
nothin’ but memories, nothin’ but memories
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