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bandman fari - bandmanfari ft. tay-k & jaymoney - trapanese lyrics

[intro: bandmanfari]
skr skr (yeah, yeah, yeah)
aye, make her hit her knees aye
that trapanese sh+t i’ll make her hit her knees hey! n+gga
yeah, sh+t, hey

[verse 1: bandmanfari]
bout’ to zero in on these f+ck n+ggas (on these f+ck n+ggas)
too many friends can’t trust n+ggas (can’t trust n+ggas)
i had to drop my main for a stripper b+tch (juggin)
i’m f+cked up but her b+tt bigga’
see i be with them n+ggas you don’t like (you don’t like)
and if you talking b+tch we up and on site aye
i’m f+ckin’ trapanese hoes all types
i’m f+ckin’ trapanese hoes all types
come on, p+ssy banging (p+ssy banging)
no hands shakes, i lеave a n+gga hanging
and all the hoes lovе me like i’m raymond (like i’m raymond)
but i ain’t singing to no ho, no usher raymond
pink bottles, no buscada’
she’s f+ckin’ with a young balla’, vince carta’ (vince carta)
candy credit coat b+tch, i never card her
that b+tch give me good brain, that ho r+t+rda’

[hook: bandmanfari]
trapanese, trapanese hey trapanese hey
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah
trapanese, trapanese, trapanese hey yeah
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah
[verse 2: tay+k]
i+i+i+i f+ck with trapanese hoes all types n+gga (all types, man)
try me, try my gang, try your life n+gga (try your life)
we ain’t doin’ no mo’ chances, it’s on sight n+gga (it’s on sight)
leave some dots on yo’ head like a dice n+gga
leave yo’ outline white like some rice n+gga (pif, pif, pif)
gotta eat boy gotta get my stew (gotta get my stew)
if you, if you lookin’ for me, bangs lookin’ for you (lookin for you)
you can catch me in the trap or the stu’ (or the stu)
boof batch and it came from peru (from peru)
you can catch me in the trap or the stu’ (or the stu)
boof batch and it came from peru (from peru)
(boo+boof batch and it came from peru (from peru))

[hook: bandmanfari]
trapanese, trapanese, hey trapanese hey
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah
trapanese, trapanese, trapanese hey, yeah
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah

[verse 3: jaymoney]
do you want a piece? gotta keep the heat
do you wanna see, what’s in the seat?
gotta .223 (pif, pif) and i keep it clean
cause honestly, i don’t want to fight
i don’t want cha’ wife, i just one night
with the one pipe, and that’s on life
and that’s ight’, cause it’s a mothaf+ckin’ habit (d+mn)
just young n+gga on another planet (d+mn)
come up so fast she think a n+gga planned it (yeah)
lay so much wood i made a f+ckin’ cabin (god d+mn)
turnt’ up all these bricks into a f+ckin’ mansion (d+mn)
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees (d+mn)
[hook: bandmanfari]
trapanese, trapanese yeah trapanese hey oh
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah oh
trapanese, trapanese, trapense hey yeah
trapanese, trapanese make her hit her knees yeah (yeah, yeah)

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