Rick Ross - Trap Boomin lyrics

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Oh it's holiday season nigga

My trap beating harder than a bass drum

My trap beating harder than a bass drum

My trap beating harder than a bass drum

Holiday season

Damn son where'd you find that

These bitches eating pills like they Jolly Ranchers

She took a pill then turned into a belly dancer

I'm cooking up this dope with 2 fucking bowls

I need an extra hand, I needs 3 extra stoves

I can make it dance, do an avalanche

It's your final chance, get your wedding bands

I keep that white girl like a white man

East Atlanta Zone 6 you in trap land

My money got a vert, my shit jump out the gym

Bitches down to break they neck, just to look at him

She don't really like me but she love my rims

Yellow lamborghini same color my butter Timbs

My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin' harder than you trap booms

My goons money in the living room

My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin' harder than you trap booms

My goons money in the living room

ARs and choppers ain't no hoe niggas gonna stop us

Your ol' lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'

Holiday season bitch

ARs and choppers ain't no hoe niggas gonna stop us

Your ol' lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'

ARs and choppers ain't no hoe niggas gona stop us

Your ol' lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'

I pull out the Rolls and make that top go to droppin'

When I pull out my money

Even these hoe niggaz watchin'

I hit a lick and went and bought a wing stop

I sprinkle lemon pepper in that re-rock

I took my time I had to build a fortress

Straight flossin' my closet look like Walter's

Step out the Benz I got my Gucci skully on

Shout out my Nigga Gucci know his money long

Got my bond money, I got my lawyer fee

Shout out the BrickSquad, my shoes a quarter key

My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin harder than you trap booms

My goons money in the living room

My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God

My trap boomin harder than you trap booms

My goons money in the living room