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Ducati V - Ducati_v -Trap House (feat. Flip) Lyrics



Ducati V - Ducati_v -Trap House (feat. Flip) Lyrics
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5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5 am I'm in the trap house
Tryna max out
Counting fetti
With Mack out
Booling
Hit my nine x
For that Pyrex
Make ya pie stretch
Give me cash next my nigha an keep it moving
I feeling like tony im on top of the game now
Big baggates on my neck they say i don't changed how
I just moving like a nigha getting Mula
Counting Cash since a younging
Skooling nighas like they students
Lord
I pull up i pop out an get my money right
Don't f*ck with the snakes
Rats hoes or any funny type
Counting cash while i smoke our the zip
Bussing chops off the phone
Rip to them strips
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
I be on the corner till the trappers leave
If they pull up on me ill be shooting like a athlete
I be off so many drugs it got me looking Japanese
I seen so many bricks the D-home aint even got half of these
I aint never lacking Tell them niggas just Come after me
But your story aint gon make the news that's a tragedy
Momma used to tell me keep that money rolling in and limit all of your friends now that's called living happily
Niggas always quick to hate the next man
But they always on the bottom something like a dust pan
These the type of niggas that won't listen to the music of they best friend
But dick ride These outta town niggas like they yes man
Niggas don't really got they head right
Don't Come down this road cause I'm taxing like a turnpike
And the flow me gliding on the beat like a dirt bike
But i still beat a nigga up That's on first site
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!
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5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5 am I'm in the trap house
Tryna max out
Counting fetti
With Mack out
Booling
Hit my nine x
For that Pyrex
Make ya pie stretch
Give me cash next my nigha an keep it moving
I feeling like tony im on top of the game now
Big baggates on my neck they say i don't changed how
I just moving like a nigha getting Mula
Counting Cash since a younging
Skooling nighas like they students
Lord
I pull up i pop out an get my money right
Don't f*ck with the snakes
Rats hoes or any funny type
Counting cash while i smoke our the zip
Bussing chops off the phone
Rip to them strips
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
I be on the corner till the trappers leave
If they pull up on me ill be shooting like a athlete
I be off so many drugs it got me looking Japanese
I seen so many bricks the D-home aint even got half of these
I aint never lacking Tell them niggas just Come after me
But your story aint gon make the news that's a tragedy
Momma used to tell me keep that money rolling in and limit all of your friends now that's called living happily
Niggas always quick to hate the next man
But they always on the bottom something like a dust pan
These the type of niggas that won't listen to the music of they best friend
But dick ride These outta town niggas like they yes man
Niggas don't really got they head right
Don't Come down this road cause I'm taxing like a turnpike
And the flow me gliding on the beat like a dirt bike
But i still beat a nigga up That's on first site
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!!
5am up in the trap house
Smoking an drinking until we pass out
That credit is deaded you nighas maxed out
Like what you coping ?
What you coping hoe !!
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Writer: marc davenport
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