young dolph - trap baby lyrics
[intro]
izze the producer
yeah
heh, hey
already know it
i make this sh-t look good, don’t i?
i make this sh-t look easy, don’t i?
[chorus]
all i want to be was a trap n-gga
ain’t got my id but i got them racks, n-gga
she said he ain’t nothin’ like these rap n-ggas
i let her count a million, no cap, n-gga
pull up with yo b-tch head in my lap, n-gga
skeeted in her face, made her my baby sitter
all she ever wanted was a trap n-gga
f-ck a job, i went and got me a sack, n-gga
[verse 1]
diamonds on me doin’ jumping jacks, n-gga
bet fifty thousand playin’ black jack, n-gga
theater room with tre-tre watchin’ rugrats, n-gga
he grabbed his nerf gun and screamed “blatt, blatt,” n-gga
i couldn’t have a boss, so i didn’t get a job
i’d rather skip school, hit the block and hustle hard
most these n-ggas frauds, all they do is flodge
i heard that you can’t go to your hood ’cause you got bought
took two-hundred and bought some more motherf-ckin’ diamonds
i put my lil b-tch in all that motherf-ckin’ designer
[?] when i ain’t tryin’ her, back seat with recliner
that p-ssy so good i put my starting five line-up
[chorus]
all i want to be was a trap n-gga
ain’t got my id but i got them racks, n-gga
she said he ain’t nothin’ like these rap n-ggas
i let her count a million, no cap, n-gga
pull up with yo b-tch head in my lap, n-gga
skeeted in her face, made her my baby sitter
all she ever wanted was a trap n-gga
f-ck a job, i went and got me a sack, n-gga
[verse 2]
all she ever wanted, all she ever wanted
all she ever wanted was a n-gga like me
didn’t go to college but i’m on your tv
why i laugh so much? ’cause i make six figures a week
she suck me so good that she got my knees weak
infatuated with money, i can’t go to sleep
ridin’ in a coupe smokin’ out an ounce of weed
here babe, put this in your crack, i think that’s the police
in my p-ssenger seat, bad b-tch from greece
but i can’t understand a d-mn thing when she speaks
i need a new trap house, so if you really love me
like you say you do, i need you to sign your name on this lease
[chorus]
all i want to be was a trap n-gga
ain’t got my id but i got them racks, n-gga
she said he ain’t nothin’ like these rap n-ggas
i let her count a million, no cap, n-gga
pull up with yo b-tch head in my lap, n-gga
skeeted in her face, made her my baby sitter
all she ever wanted was a trap n-gga
f-ck a job, i went and got me a sack, n-gga
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