- Fetty Wap trap Queen 歌詞
- Fetty Wap
- [Intro]
Remy Boyz, yeaahhhh
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[Bridge]
Im like 'hey, whats up, hello'
Seen yo pretty ass 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 remixin for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin matchin 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 aint never letting go
[Hook x2]
And I get high with my baby
I just left the mall, Im gettin fly with my baby, yeaaahhh
And I can ride with my baby
I be in the kitchen cookin pies with my baby, yeeaahhh
[Verse]
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 aint want it for nothin because I got her everything
Its big Zoo Wap in the bando, without deniro I cant go
Remi boys got extendo, count up hella bands tho
How far can your Benz go?
Fetty Wap Im living fifty thousand K how I stand tho
If you checking out my pockets hol up
[Hook x2] + [Bridge]
[Outro]
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up thats fasho
Ill run in ya house, then Ill fuck your ho
Cause Remy Boyz or nothin, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothin
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