Текст 03 Greedo – Trap House
Текст:
(Yeah, trap house
I’ma hang out in the trap house
Mustard on that beat, ho)
03 Greedo:
And I be here in the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed (Trap house)
In the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed
When I be here in the morning
She’s only here when I’m mourning
Rob Vicious:
Hit her at the trap house
I’ma blow her back out
Hell nah, we can’t kick it baby, don’t you try to pass out
I can’t even trust you, gotta fuck you with my mac out
Hundreds in the safe, baby, I can’t leave the cash out
Mask off, mask off, Rob be getting crack off
Fuck me and my niggas, baby, we gon’ have to crack off
Sleeping in the trap house, fucking in the blackout
Still ain’t been to Pyrex, I’m just tryna get a track out
Rock out with them racks out
And I fuck once, can’t run back
Aim out the trap house
I spend dollars, make funds back
Tryna bank woods, cracked out
And my nigga feel me, you done that
Bitch, my name Rob Vic
Ain’t about money then fuck that
03 Greedo:
And I be here in the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed (Trap house)
In the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed
When I be here in the morning
She’s only here when I’m mourning
Ohgeesy:
My niggas just can’t so your ass has to go
I got a boss bitch, I can’t keep a little hoe
I do it how I want, I don’t gotta sell my soul
And I sell blue pills, you can smoke off the floor
I got oxy, xanny, take off your panties
Fresh like mayonnaise, got it straight from my granny
I’m gon’ sip it, soda how I mix it
She steady sucking dick, so her lips, I wouldn’t kiss it
Hit, I gon’ miss it, you hit her and missing
Hit from the back, that’s the only position
Free my nigga Greedo out the motherfucking prison
He still rapping dope, cooking dope in the kitchen
03 Greedo:
No sheets on top my bed (Trap house)
And I be here in the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed (Trap house)
In the morning (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed
When I be here in the morning
She’s only here when I’m mourning
Ayy, dripping that sauce, huh, where I sit
Yea, crushed two rocks, I’ma throw her a bird
Yea, dripping that sauce, huh, where I sit
Yea, crushed two rocks, I’ma throw her a bird
No sheets on top my bed (Trap house)
No sheets on top my bed (No sheets)
No sheets on top my bed
And I be here in the morning (Sure, hey)
Yeah
No shooters on top my bed
That bitch in my bed
And I be here in the morning
Yeah
In my trap house
Top my bed
Hit that bitch in my bed (Ayy)
No sheets on top my bed
Ooh, trap house
