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kourtney money - trap house lyrics

[intro: kenny mac]
if you ain’t got no tape with kenny mac you lackin’
if you ain’t got no beats from kenny mac you lackin’ man
that nigga the plug man, i could merch nigga
step your f-cking weight up man
dj vell

[chorus: kourtney money]
i was chillin at the mothaf-ckin trap house, nigga lookin out for the police
nigga talkin shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin’ beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
i was chillin’ at the motherf-ckin’ trap house, nigga lookin’ out for the police
nigga talkin’ shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin’ beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me

[verse 1: young nudy]
boolin’ out the motherf-ckin’ trap house, with a couple young niggas and a couple og’s
friendly riding through the f-cking back street know the ak-47 sitting on the back seat
pussy nigga would tryna try me, .223 motherf-cker don’t try me
i’mma sweep off with your fit, paradise eat everybody know
slidin’ through the bih with the big homie, grippin’ lotta cheese know i keep the macaroni
young nigga acting like tony, snort a whole line he gon’ go macaroni
knock off your head like a split, buss your head down like a whole d-mn brick
yall niggas ain’t really talking shit
you talkin real talk but i ain’t worry bout shit
yall nigga better ask around slime who done ran that motherf-cker nigga yeah straight up and down
all up in your b-tch mouth, one f-cking royal b-tch b-tch gonna pull her panties down
niggas thought that they was my opponent, you crazy homie
slime noon and you know i stay on it

[chorus: kourtney money]
i was chillin at the mothaf-ckin trap house, nigga lookin out for the police
nigga talkin shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
i was chillin at the mothaf-ckin trap house, nigga lookin out for the police
nigga talkin shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me

[verse 2: kourtney money]
this is something like a trap song
ring ding ding my dope stay up all night long
chains coming back to back got a trunk in the back, know enough i need of heroin
i only do it one more time cause i done f-ck this b-tch up again haa
trap out of the motherf-ckin coupe lookin nasty, haa
b-tch said why you look so mean and why you talk so nasty, i said b-tch i get money
for the f-ckin good, and i said you look kinda thirsty b-tch, huh, you wanna f-ck for it? haaa haaa
let’s go get it, big shit campin, big ol motherf-ckin livin’
how you motherf-ckin livin’, hunnid thousand on me right now, i’m just chillin
b-tch i’m just chillin, a b-tch said why you lookin so mean for told the b-tch i’m just livin
gods given

[chorus: kourtney money]
i was chillin at the mothaf-ckin trap house, nigga lookin out for the police
nigga talkin shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
i was chillin at the mothaf-ckin trap house, nigga lookin out for the police
nigga talkin shit like he know me, i’mma pull up on his -ss like he owe me
nigga talkin beef gotta show me, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me
yeah i hang with the k!llers and the og’s, f-ck nigga you don’t really know me

[outro: dj beelow]
dj beelow
rad if you k!ll dem

- kourtney money lyrics

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