briabitch – trap house lyrics
i got my b-tches gettin pretty
back at da trap house
cook it up break it down
back at the trap house
k!ll a hoe
burry her
back at thr trap house
and yeah you kno i fckd yo man
back at the trap house
(verse1)
dont never let a n-gga kno where i stay at
i dont play dat
won’t bring no harm here
dis where my kids lay
da ak is next to me i make it sound like thunder
yo b-tch ugly without weave lookin like hurriet thumbman
a hoe couldn’t compete with me on my worst days
i got my mind on some money while im makin a play
but after that playin ima lay up wit yo n-gga but he can’t not f-ck
he can just eat all on me
bend over shake dat -ss all up in his face
make sure he give the -ss n da p-ssy a taste
do you kno who you f-ckin with its briab-tch
either take a hoe take a n-gga it is what it is
she say she wanna smoke but i just smoke in her face
i be coolin with them heavy weight baggin up 8ths
whats da price and location bria on the way way
everyday pay day
verse 2
every b-tch u see with me she bout it
given head catchin bodies
making moves round da city
ask yo n-gga he can’t do without me
a boss in the streets but freak in the sheets
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