Trap Queen (Remix)歌词-ReMix Kings

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Trap Queen (Remix)歌词完整版

Trap Queen (Remix) - DJ ReMix Factory

Remy boyz yeaahhhh

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I'm like hey what's up hello

Seen yo pretty a** soon as you came in that door

I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money introduced her to my stove

Showed her how to whip it now she remixing for low

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

We just set a goal talking matching lambos

Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club we be letting bands go

Everybody hating we just call them fans though

In love with the money I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands

I just might snatch up a rari and buy my boo a lamb

I might just snatch her necklace drop a couple on a ring

She ain't want it for nothing because I got her everything

B**ch you up in the bando without deniro can't go

Remi boys got extendo count up hella bands tho

How far can your benz go

Fetty wap I'm living fifty thousand k how I stand tho

If you checking out my pockets hol up

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

I'm like hey what's up hello

Seen yo pretty a** soon as you came in that door

I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money introduced her to my stove

Showed her how to whip it now she remixing for low

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

We just set a goal talking matching lambos

Got 50 60 grand 5 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole

Hit the strip club we be letting bands go

Everybody hating we just call them fans though

In love with the money I ain't never letting go

I be smoking d**e and you know backwoods what I roll

Remy boy fetty eating sh*t up that's fasho

Ill run in ya house then I'll f**k your ho

Cause remy boyz or nothing re re remy boyz or nothing

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby yeaaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

And I can ride with my baby

I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh