yung cc sonar - mouse gang lyrics
[hook _ schl_ngmong]
i’m in the trap house with trap mouse, yeah
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, yeah
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, yeah
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, ayy, ayy
[verse 1 _ alvin]
yeah we trapping with the mouse, (yuh yuh)
yeah we trapping with the mouse, (yuh yuh)
what the mouse put in they mouth? (uh)
what they put in they’re mouth?
i said
yeah we trapping with the mouse, (yuh yuh)
yeah we trapping with the mouse, (yuh yuh)
what the mouse put in they mouth? (uh)
what they put in they’re mouth? (what the f_ck)
[verse 2 _ josp]
i want your d_cks in my mouth
i want your d_cks in my mouth
i want your d_cks in my mouth
i want your d_cks in my mouth
i want your d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
d_cks in my mouth
[hook _ schl_ngmong and dave seville]
i’m in the trap house with trap mouse, yeah
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, yeah
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, yeah (alvin!!!!)
i’m in the trap with trap mouse, ayy, ayy
[verse 3 _ 6ix9ine]
pop these n_ggas like a wheelie n_gga, you a silly n_gga
in the hood with them billy n_ggas, and them hoover n_ggas
you run up and they shooting n_ggas, we ain’t hooping n_gga
no kb, you a loser n_gga, up that uzi n_gga
on the stoop, crills in my draws, your girl on my phone
she wanna f_ck but keep her clothes on, i only want the jaw
man that’s really all i use her for, i kick her out the door
i don’t want her, you can keep the wh0re, she fiendin’ for some more
in new york my n_ggas don’t milly rock, my n_ggas money bop
blow a case a n_gga throwing shots, i run ’em off they block
quarter milli in the stash box, i grinded for my spot
n_ggas talking ’bout that cash but my bag worth a lot
i don’t f_ck with no old hoes, only new hoes
hold my d_ck in her backbone, i pass her to my bro
i don’t love her that’s a sad hoe, she a bad hoe
i’ma f_ck her then i dash home, to the cash hoe
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