Fabolous

Fabolous - Trap Queen (Remix) lyrics

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Check this is shake the block walls

Bobby Trance trap queen remix

Fetty Wap, Montana, Fabolous

Remix, remix, remix

I’m like hey what’s up, hello

Since you pretty awesome as you came in that door

I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Marry to the money introduce you to my stole

Now she remixing alone

And I ain’t got a worry bout goin’ throw my phone

And I ain’t got a back fake fucking with the hoer

I ain’t got a worry bout popping on the show

Give a thirty six, put that bitch on the road

I’m the love with my big hand

Now so far I’m in love with my big …

Doin’ large with my big hand

Mamy do it grande big shawty with my big hand

Goin’ hard with my big hand, push it, get hard with my big….

I’m in love with my big …

I’mma start in the rave with the stars in my ___(?)

For the Snoop Dog, Juicy G. gonna want helty kid

This is nine years, talking nine and we represent

Trap queen, Dominican, tell her bring the bottles in

I got ten, he got six, we gonna fuck with sixty ten

She fell in love with a dope dealer

Getting ahead with the Royce and __(?)

She fell in love with a dope dealer

Getting ahead with the Royce and __(?)

And I get rock with my babe,

I just let ‘em all and I get high with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

And I get rock with my babe,

I just let ‘em all and I get high with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

She walk in and it’s like hello

She know they be watching, the be shaking like jelo

She know will be on the plug, she could be on the jelo

Told ‘ em bring that life and put it like celo

She about that paper but tonight we’re on relo

And I get high with my baby

Catch a late flight, red eye with my baby

Yeah, get the munchies with my baby

Breakfast in bed, then lunch is on my baby

She told me to beat it up, throw some punches at my baby

She gonna feel it in her gut, stomach crunches with my baby, yeah

She gonna put that work in, then she move that work out

My last chick got fat, sorry she aint work out

I told ‘em: you know the game so don’t worry bout the chico

Why throw it all away while you got beas more

Girl you rocking on and beat on that East coast

Take a big hand cross and go G close

And I get rock with my babe,

I just love ‘em all but I get fly with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

And I get rock with my babe,

I just love ‘em all but I get fly with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

And I get rock with my babe,

I just love ‘em all but I get fly with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

I heard the stripper on my crack get

Cuz all we know is banz

I just might snatch a Ferrari and buy my booie lane

I just snatch and _____(?0 and drop a couple on her neck

She ain’t want nothing because I take her every thing

This bitch is wapping on my bando _____(?)

Over me bush got me stando and _____(?)

For how far do you go and )_____(?)

And I get rock with my babe,

I just love ‘em all but I get fly with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

And I get rock with my babe,

I just love ‘em all but I get fly with my babe

Yeah, and I get rock with my babe

I’ll be in the kitchen cooking pounds for my babe

I’m like hey what’s up, hello

Since you pretty awesome as you came in that door

I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll

Marry to the money introduce you to my stole

Told her how to wip and now she remixing alone

She my trap queen, it will let the bando

We’ll be coming up watch our _____(?)

We just sit on dawn talk about the rainbows

Fifty sixty gran for a hundred grando

Man I swear I love her how she work the _____(?)

Hit the straight caught and let the _____(?)

Everybody hating we just try to fence on

In love with the money I ain’t never let go

I’ll be smoking dope and you know where I wanna go

Wiming boy fetty but that’s for sure

All in your house, theni fuck your hoer

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