Drumma Boy - Trappin Out A Mansion lyrics

(Intro) This that high cla** street music Paper Route Empire (Intro) This that high cla** street music Paper Route Empire It's that Dolph sh** You smell me? Everything extra stupid Extra stupid Remember I told you that (Hook) Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Saw her in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Chilling in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion (Verse) You b**hes love Dolph money, I don't know what you thought, man This watch cost a Benz and this coopy cost a house, man Nothing but designer grade pistols in my house, man Met your b**h at the club but I f**ed her on my couch, man Belfast – that's my city, but cash taller than my hood, though High cla** street, n***a, but still I f** with hood hoes Smoking weed, f**ing white b**hes, trappin' out a mansion Countin bread and having rough s** with Khloe Kardashian Put down the jeans sagging, all these diamonds flashing How could your b**h pa** this sh** up, home boy, I'm just asking? Got her bent over, pulling her hair, bumping that Marilyn Manson Trappin' out a mansion (Hook) Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Saw her in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Chilling in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion (Verse) Mansion full of white girls, blue a** blonde hair Green a**, black hair The features like a black girl Think she got booty shots, just look how it poke out back there Well f**, I let, I got her second bells and counting racks there Used to shop in mall in Memphis, now I shop in Beverly Hills As a kid grew up with no license, he know I got several cribs I'm always on the run, I can never sit still f** the world and how I feel If it ain't a couple of mill then f** that deal, it ain't for me I need seven million or more n***a, just to sign up Gotta pay somebody a quarter of million just to find us Marble floors and white hoes, trappin' out a mansion (Hook) Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Saw her in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson Chilling in Los Angeles trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion, trappin' out a mansion