renni rucci – trap nigga lyrics
[intro]
earl on the beat
[chorus]
met this little n+gga from the 6 (6) movin’ bricks (bricks)
[?] in my luggage ’cause i’m really with the sh+t (sh+t)
need a real street n+gga and he tote a lot of sticks (sticks)
he all about his money, he ain’t never in the mix (mix)
i love a trap n+gga (trap n+gga), a real trap n+gga (trap n+gga)
a real go+getter, dough+flipper, dough+kicker (uh)
he all about that pressure, ain’t no ho n+gga (uh)
and if it’s ’bout that bag, it’s a go n+gga (uh)
[verse 1]
he gon’ re+up that [?] ([?])
that money, he get it (get it)
he set up the place ’cause he know i be with it (i’m down)
if that n+gga sweet then you know we gon’ l!ck it (uh huh)
call me money making renni ’cause i know that i get it (get it)
i heard he got a mill in the stash, ho (yeah)
when your money real, you ain’t really got brag though
they wish they turned me on, let ’em beat it from the back door
i like that dirty money, need a n+gga with some cash flow (b+tch)
[chorus]
met this little n+gga from the 6 (6) movin’ bricks (bricks)
[?] in my luggage ’cause i’m really with the sh+t (sh+t)
need a real street n+gga and he tote a lot of sticks (b+tch)
he all about his money, he ain’t never in the mix (uh)
i love a trap n+gga (trap n+gga), a real trap n+gga (trap n+gga)
a real go+getter, dough+flipper, dough+kicker (uh)
he all about that pressure, ain’t no ho n+gga (uh)
and if it’s ’bout that bag, it’s a go n+gga (uh)
[verse 2]
that [?] up in his pocket like a cameltoe
he keep the trap beatin’, you can call that n+gga hammer though
whenever we creepin’, now i never wear no pantyhose
he like that easy access, l!ck it like an envelope (l!ck it up)
he movin’ weights so he gon’ make this b+tch quake (b+tch quake)
he give me what i want, make sure a b+tch straight (b+tch straight)
put the money on my plate, make sure a b+tch ate
got me some new titties and new bags, now a b+tch great (got ’em)
[chorus]
met this little n+gga from the 6 (6) movin’ bricks (bricks)
[?] in my luggage ’cause i’m really with the sh+t (sh+t)
need a real street n+gga and he tote a lot of sticks (b+tch)
he all about his money, he ain’t never in the mix (uh)
i love a trap n+gga (trap n+gga), a real trap n+gga (trap n+gga)
a real go+getter, dough+flipper, dough+kicker (uh)
he all about that pressure, ain’t no ho n+gga (uh)
and if it’s ’bout that bag, it’s a go n+gga (go n+gga)
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