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john earl - trap star lyrics

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intro

big money x 5 (hey, hey, hey)

chorus x 2

u got big money

u drive fancy cars

everybody know u

its like u a trapstar

breakin down brix, choppin up o’s x 2

verse 1

got the arm and hammer

but you ain’t workin with no nails

you cut the cake

now you straight catchin sales

you break down brix

call you demolition man

you got a chunk

now you poppin rubber bands

ya pack heat

just like dwyane wade

got you blowin up

like you swallowed a hand grenade

got the toilet paper

because you know you the sh-t

got the a1’s

where every color [?????]

got the keys

[?????????]

[?????????]

u got a chevy

sittin on the truck front

you got them gals

and you don’t even know they name

smoke dat’

hundred fifty a quarter

[?????????]

now you pushin that blow

like katrina

when it hit the n.o

the block is like jiggas

everybody know ya name

the real n-ggas

we love you to death

the fake n-ggas

wish you took yo last breath

[?????????]

and throw larger amounts

even through

even through the mothaf-ckin drought

chorus x2

verse 2

you go to club

you never wait in line

roll micheal vicks

like every first time

if ya cr-p out

you got money in the bank

if u go to jail

you got money to make bail

when u smile

chandeliers in your grill

you’s a cake daddy

you keep them gals so clean

they burn yo pockets

just like gasoline

got cars and houses

all in they last name

got 26’s

with the lambo doors

with the flip down

while u watchin they fl!ck

up in the back

turn it up

yo back window might crack

got the powder

but u don’t mess with all that

not a pimp

but you keep that mack

call u santa claus

‘cause u keep a big sack

adversaries

wanna see u dead

hit the price

up on they head

[cold site?]

on the fall of e.t

the fed know the number

they don’t know where you are

turn it on

just like [???]

chorus x 2

- john earl lyrics

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