We Woody - Trap Girl (feat. We Woody, Notlob & Ty Money) Lyrics

Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
That mattress with that money in it is the same one that we f*ck on
Sweety want that thug passion I f*ck her with young buck on
She my favorite stripper
When she sipping on that liquor
She be tugging on my zipper
Pull my pole out I'm gone tip her
Flip her over when I grip her
She like choke her Jack the Ripper
When she f*ck me I don't kiss her
On a scale she off the ricter
(Woah)
Let me slow it up
She want to lean let me pour it up
She on the team she gone war with us
If I fall off she gone hold me up
She know the name notlob
Ima pussy fiend got the rock hard
808's and them heartbreaks
Where my Trap girl this gone knock hard
She hood but still professional
She know I'm the next to blow
She know I'm about the business in the booth or sexual
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
Shorty Suite like the embassy
Hospitality on Tennessee
She moving work she got ten a key
Lowend out to sibely
In the trap she on Hennessy
But her blood line a Genevieve
Ima pray for my enemies
(Amen to my enemies)
Shorty movements never tacky
(No)
She ain't f*cking with the yacki
(No)
She paposing with the remy
(Oh)
30 shot pink semi
(Woah)
When she in them sheets she on freak mode
When she out them sheets she on geek mode
She know my baggage she don't trip though
She know my savage we gone get dough
When it get low we gone get more
When we hit a stain we gone get low
She keep me bussing like a pistol
My hammer 2 legit to quick though
I'm bout to turn up like I'm soul food
Keep it new Skool in a Old Skool
(Skurt skurt when I peel)
Make her squirt squirt when I drill
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
He want his bitch back
He want some restitution
His wife a hustler red bottoms now she extra boolin'
Snuck a glock off in the box you know my section stupid
Momma ain't on section eight no more bitch I'm the best to do it
My trap hoe play Cinco three and we blow pressure to it
We ain't catching feelings that's for Cupid that shit extra stupid
Forges on her four door panni that bitch extra coupish
She wear summer dresses with no panties that's bitch extra mannish
Who whip the Snow White in the pot till that shit extra tannish
These niggas broke and she can't stand it they speak extra Spanish
A twenty two off in her Gucci boot no lesser cannon
Say she scared of flights I fly her out like may god bless the landing
(Money)
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)
Trap Trap Trap Girl
I need a Trap Trap Trap Girl
She can be a lil ratchet
Hold her own got her own ratchet
Keep my G's up in the mattress
Roll my B's up cause she got this (Yeah)