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duke a.g. - trap song lyrics

every rapper got a trap beat
this here, this my trap beat
‘imma f-cki run it, like a fast -ss athlete
an athlete with fat feet
and fat other stuff, well fat everything is the problem, really, f-ck it, never mind, i’ll get em on this next part, it’s not diabetes, or anything, like, i wouldn’t be worried, but uhh it is a problem, i cannot feel them, it is disconcerting

ooooh
but i feel this
real talk d-mn man real sh-t
get it b-mpin’ e, be real quick
sh-t’s shockin’ b, we eel fish
need that fresh water, and a meal b-tch
ooh, maybe some unagi, what is unagi, by the way, is it like whale d-ck or something, like i’m fine if it is, i don’t give a f-ck, it’s straight delicious
alright pick a high, any high
i have it all
picollo, any low
dragon ball
got a fire eighth, for a dub sack
counts in ounces with the sums of this dumb crack
got it dumb stacked, with my thumb wrapped
round both sides like a gun wrap
that’s a money clip, donald won that
beat me to it, but i shoot it like a come back
sh-t, he beat me to that too, like what i do
i don’t got no puns left, sitting stool
f-ck a duck, ducks cluck, i’m the sh-t fool
get it yet, nah b-tch, i’m the sh-t, poo
lift the lid, motherf-cker, that’s a swimming pool
lift the lid motherf-cker that’s my swimming pool
lift the lid like the toilet, cuz i’m the sh-t, get it? never mind, it’s probably a stretch, alright
alright, 18 and female like my gl-ss fittings
size 6 jeans how that -ss fitting
hanging out the sides and that -ss h-ttin
the back of ya thighs as the back of ya rides
up the shaft of my hides, b-tch i’m talkin bout the back of ya eyes
brain, babe, why ya actin suprised
ya got the dracula vibe
mouth open back up inside
like a harddrive
you drive a hard drive
that’s a heart i’ve, never wished a steak in, just to break in over our life
she takes a bight of the ruths, i’m talking large bite
b-tches eatin good, my homies pack a large knife
we eatin compet-tion like a motherf-ckin bar fight
like if they served ’em at the bar, like food ya know
but i serve em like a sermon talkin yu-gi-yoh
talking yugi bro’s, yami sauce, and a tumi hoe
pack it up, i don’t care-he talking something truman show
ohh, i don’t play sh-t
motherf-cker, i don’t play, i’m a racist
all black socks in some all white oasics
all white pockets, black gloves like a rapist
so let me say this, you b-tches basic
i’m in the a6, and im audi y’all just kasich
yall some johns, i’m the f-ckin bomb, i don’t lay sh-t
but when i’m poppin off y’all best get runnin like some hatians
i leave em shaken, i ain’t spray sh-t
i just say sh-t, i just say sh-t, i just say sh-t and i tape it, then a motherf-cker records and i spray it
well i spray it, then he records it, taping it simultaneously, it’s an intricate process
my man’s eddie is bangin’ it out right now, sh-t is straight intricate

cheese and lettuce stacked, wallet looking like a big mac
bread on both sides, motherf-cker that’s a thick stack
cheese and lettuce stacked, wallet looking like a big mac
bread on both sides, motherf-cker that’s a thick stack
i got news hater, im an examiner
word to news paper, i come to examine her
that’s word to news paper, that ain’t nothing but stamina
said this ain’t nothing new brother, snappin’ on you motherf-ckers like cameras
stay snapping on these motherf-ckers, snappin’ on these motherf-ckers something like cameras
i stay making paper, said shout out to oz’s, shout out homies, shout out to panama

like panama papers, oz’s you roll ’em in papers, homies, cuz’ i’m rollin with ’em like papers, this is all rollin’ puns and like, uhh, pape-it’s all intricate. f-ck it, i give up, why am i even trying, just ride out the beat y’all. just kick back and ride out the beat

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