Rick Ross - Trap Trap Trap lyrics

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Rick Ross - Trap Trap Trap lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] Beep Beep I'm sittin' at the red light My ankle monitor beepin' Hadn't been charged I think I see the beeper Bounce [Chorus: Rick Ross] I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 1: Rick Ross] First one on the block, woah I need mine off the top, uh Over town, he got shot Muddy died in [?] Couldn't save one Hummer Hit 'em up, hmm, hmm See the look on my face (woo!) Like [?] n***as hate on my sound 'Til I went the [?] Then I earnt the Lombardi Ain't no f**boys allowed Only f** if she exclusive Her favorite rapper Lil Boosie To tell the truth I didn't ask When it come to b**hes I'm Gucci I'm the wrong one to rob In the jungle I'm Nas In the label I'm Russ In the trap I'm Rick Ross Double M, Goldman Sachs Just like Omar and Khloe You can't dial for the packs I sent you right back loaded [Chorus: Rick Ross & Young Thug] I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light Roof off at the red light Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, sheesh Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 2: Young Thug] I was tryna bet the whole map, Vegas, stay in the trap n***as talkin' 'bout raidin' the trap Man I'm 'bout to go ape in the trap (n***a goin' ape sh**) n***a watch your babies in the trap n***a cook a whole base in the trap Young n***a slave in the trap n***a run base, base in the trap I'm 'bout to get this sh** movin', yeah Answer the door with the Woolie, yeah Wrist in the water, I need me a boat I'm 'bout to get this sh** cruisin', yeah Stand at the store 'til you're woozy, woozy Let's make a movie, movie, yeah Movie, movie, movie b**h I'm richer than Tom Cruise, yeah So many different meds on me f** around, call the fed on me Boom boom boom your head, homie Draco got a lot of lead on it You dead [Chorus: Rick Ross] I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 3: Wale] Wale though I ain't nothin' like the trap n***as Goyard backpack n***a Uber crates 'til the feds pull up Woo woo, cataracts, n***a I'm the type, holla at the wife Her body yours, but her soul is mine Adios, do a hundred 20 All she want is good dick and advice [?] [?] Famous here but I'm humble Double M the empire Renzel got me all day Kyrie, he LeBron James Tired n***as say Folarin [?] SportsCenter every day I ain't nothin' like them trap guys I mean I kinda do bag dimes I kinda never do back down Leave a n***a high via rap lines Get a beat, leave it baptized Mob ties, but it's black lives Black lives, n***a, trap lives Gimme five on the black side [Chorus: Rick Ross & Young Thug] I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light I took my roof off at the red light Roof off at the red light Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, sheesh Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap