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murda malo - back to the trap lyrics

murda malo verse
she scream f you when as she reach for the door
i say i know you want to but you can’t any more
deja vo we been here before
always the same sh-t we just change up the draws
i guess i move like i’m to blame for your flaws
i’m a man i admit that i played with them girls
but this is now no more games cause i’m yours
things will never go back to the way that they were
change for the best and we’ll have no regrets
change for the worst and we’ll both be upset
so what you gone do you gone stay or gone jet
you know if you leave we gone both be depressed
i don’t know if it was the words that i said
but she smiled and she left had to smoke i was stress
started to nap hit my jack and she said
“trynna hit the kush i’m c-min back to the trap”

hook: deeiiss
shorty said she wanna f-ck with the gz
i’m like yea oh chea
shorty said she wanna hit the weed
i’m like yea oh chea
but she don’t know that we going back to the trap
but she know that i’m on her
she don’t know that we going
back to the trap back to the trap yeaa

deeiiss verse
back to the trap back to the trap
i’m tryna get a model chick back to the trap
no disrespect to the hunnies that’s in the trap
but we got them gee deez so you know them b-tches smacked
shorty hit my jack so i call my bro fats
when the stars in the building when you hear we in the back
that is hood stars if y’all n-ggas ain’t know
s gz come throw and you hear us scream chooooo
rest in peace occ can’t forget about gotti
time to catch these n-ggas slipping while they chillin’ in the lobby
i could catch them on pitkin while these n-ggas tryna shop b
i am like a train now these n-ggas can’t stop me
come through blue flag on like poppy
115 but that long nose stocky
treat this whole sh-t like a game of monopoly
no i ain’t conceded but that four-fifth c-cky
that four-fifth c-cky that four-fifth c-cky
no i ain’t conceded but that four-fifth c-cky

k dot verse
you be tripping but i know what that’s about
ma your man ain’t treating you right hunnnn
well i ain’t tryna make the situation hot
i could complete you nice to meet you they call me k dot
skip that ain’t no need for the introduction
come to the bad block baby let’s get into something
bring your team you ain’t gotta come dolo
cause pop got the weed and dot bringin’ the loso
f-ck the script we could all make a movie
they love they hate us then they love us now that’s roofy
where my stars at i’m tryna get smacked
bring them b-tches to the trap i’mma call my bro fats
i’m in the back and her body shaped nicely
i tell her i love her but i ain’t lookin’ for a wifey
so you could shine or get left in the drout
it’s one motion i’m in i buss a nut then i’m out
let’s get to the point i focus on your dreams later
you giving the brain you gotta be a team player
it’s all good cause they loving my credentials
5 foot 5 brown eyes and nice dimples
these n-ggas hating but they ain’t even like that
it’s midnight and do you know where ya wife at

- murda malo lyrics

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