Young Jeezy - Save The Trap lyrics

I'm a T R A P S T A R Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it, ay and she likes it Got the city on smash Streets on click clock Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock I'm so materialistic, so well connected Just ask about it, so well respected Run the streets all day, I don't get no sleep Eat at Spondivits four times a week Bucket of crab legs, Slick had the lobsters I'm the real deal these other n***az impostors Popping Gold Bond, yeah I took those sips 50 in the trunk, yeah, I took those trips Keep the white girl, yeah, forever my lady Two grand flat get ya four and a baby, c'mon I'm a T R A P S T A R Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it Slide through the hood, just to check my dough Trap-star fresh from head to toe From toe to ear the kicks match the cap Black T-shirt, yeah, it match the strap The stones in the watch, yeah, they match the chain New Jordans on his feet, Snowman's the name Fresh out the paint shop threw the fo's on it Now, the Chevy got Lamborghini doors on it Mix the Grey Goose with the cranberry juices n***a, can't you tell I really sold those deuces? The squares are white, the tape is black The wait is over, the real is back I'm a T R A P S T A R Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it Lil' momma wanna holla at a pimp My money true straight, I don't walk witta limp It ain't hard girl just use ya head Slices stacked up, I got Colonial bread Now, she off the chain, yeah, she so erotic Purple Mango, yeah, it's so exotic No punch lines, no riddles I'm talking white squares with the steps in the middle You know me, take the good with the bad Can't complain the Porsche came with the rag And the chopper came with extra clips So when you n***az outta line we can extra flip I'm a T R A P S T A R Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car And she likes it and she likes it I'm a T R A P S T A R Keep Barney in the Sweets, copt groups from the bar And she likes it and she likes it