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ceo trayle & dubba-aa - audemar lyrics

[intro: ceo trayle]
(winning lottery numbers coming up)
tuh, uh, ayy, ayy (dubba+aa flex)
i was charged up, battery
double a batteries, i’m— like a hundred on me (uh, yeah, started off like this, started off like this)
ayy, think that’s enough to get a grammy? (started off like this)
n+gga, a hundred double a batteries is enough to get a grammy? (n+gga, all this sh+t unrivaled)
say less (this is the sound)
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus: ceo trayle]
i’m tryna go audemars the wrist (the wrist)
n+gga, it started off like this (like this), ‘member when me and you used to cl!ck? (ayy, ayy)
n+gga get mad i took his b+tch (phew), he ain’t f+ckin’ that b+tch like this (uh+uh)
ask if he would duck from that switch (grrah, grrah), n+gga get plucked playin’ with that chicken
i call bro, he threw the assist (assist)

[verse 1: ceo trayle]
n+gga paid general admission (admission), n+gga, i’m the general lieutenant (lieutenant)
i play the field, but ain’t no scrimmage (scrimmage)
that b+tch broke my heart, did damage (yeah), but she didn’t f+ck up my spirit (uh+uh)
she was singin’ all big backdoor lyrics (yeah), call her big backdoor the mrs (the mrs)
i, i, i told you, you ain’t listen (uh+uh)
i’m back inside the kitchen (on god)
i charged that battery up, i went double a on you b+tches (yes, sir)
ayy, ayy, i know you don’t love me, but i just hope you miss me (i just hope you—)
4 in the f+ckin’ morning and she text me sayin’ she miss me, yeah, uh, uh, uh
this b+tch a blessing from the heavens (uh+huh)
dead man, shot me seven times, i guess i’m lucky seven (ayy)
if i fall, you better catch me (uh+huh), i swear, b+tch, you better catch me (on god)
i don’t ever call her s+xy (uh+uh), she for poetry, my baby (my baby)
big backdoor with a capital b (b), backdoor if you askin’ for me (if you askin’)
what i’ma do, they just waitin’ to see (see)
i just got a b and got places to be (yeah)
bro just caught him a casey, a g (yeah)
free t sl!ck, off two of them beans (yeah)
freaky b+tch, i need you with me (yeah)
big c4 with a capital c, four, yeah
[chorus: ceo trayle]
i’m tryna go audemars the wrist (uh+huh, uh+huh)
n+gga, it started off like this (uh+huh), ‘member when me and you used to cl!ck? (ayy, ayy, remember)
n+gga get mad i took his b+tch (he mad), he ain’t f+ckin’ that b+tch like this (he mad)
ask if he would duck from that switch (uh+uh), n+gga get plucked playin’ with that chicken (grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow)
i call bro, he threw the assist (uh+huh)

[verse 2: ceo trayle]
he say, “backdoor” three times and backdoor pop up
still tryna get my lil’ b+tch knocked up (uh+huh)
capital p and the p is for playin’ with me (capital p)
capital p is for player if you want it, ayy, capital p ’cause i’m p if i don’t
n+gga, i pee on the b+tch in the mornin’ (uh+uh)
i just want these blue face hundreds (yeah)
ayy, smile at a b+tch, four say (four say)
ayy, ayy, drac’ ride with me closely (closely)
you should be embarrassed, he ain’t havin’ feet on the wood, n+gga sittin’ in a nose bleed (uh+uh)
know i’m p, i sent the two bad b+tches two rows behind me (capital)
n+gga, this sh+t courtside, i might be on tv

[outro: ceo trayle]
yeah, i’m p, uh
that’s what capital player (capital player)
yeah, i’m p, after i f+ck her, i send her a zelle (after i f+ck her i send her a p)
uh, uh, my lil’ brodie say, “i see why these n+ggas hate you, trayle” (i see why these n+ggas hate me)
uh, “that’s ’cause you don’t let this money and bullsh+t make you, trayle” (i don’t let this money make me)
yeah, yeah, i don’t let this money make me, four
uh, uh
capital p and the p is for player
capital, yeah
(winning lottery numbers coming up)
(this is the sound)

- ceo trayle dubba aa lyrics

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