Trap House 3 lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse]
You wanna cook better call Willie P jump out fresh in a new foreign V I’ll pop the Truck I will serve you a P b*tch fresh as hell (?) Like me drive all fast doing the dash got alotta hip and she got alotta ass I could pay it in credit or pay it in cash city to city n*gga look like flash auntie keep throwing up going through withdrawals minivan scale and it’s dropping a lick off first of the month don’t pay neph p*ssed off she want some Ruth Chris neph at the pool hall ten b*tches out to all in one day I payed for the bill I ain’t even touch a plate I’m waiting on auntie I serve her a stake crack rock record we the cash out gang ball out ball out ball out cross over hook imma hit a n*gga with a free throw know I got money know the b*tch a freak hoe Montclair b*tch this is not a cheap coat ball out b*tch more then GBE ball out call your homegirl b*tch I’ll take them all out I don’t know these n*ggas so I got the rod out get out my sleep all a think ball out curb side Service bro serve you a 8th curb side service pull up get a stake curb side service pull up get a plate curb side service we serve you today no ain’t no credit might as well forget it I took his money and blew it I’m sh*tting I did some sh*t that the lord won’t forgive me money root the all evil so I’m sinning blood money blood money blood money blood money blood money blood money blood money crumbled up 1’s in my hand that’s drug money crumbled up 5’s in my hand that’s drug money door off the hinges we turned it to blood money curb side Service we turned it to curb money b*tch keep talking about she need her bill paid I pull up (?) Like modern day b*tch tryna sell pus*y in broad day unc done sold his washer imma call away auntie still smoke crack lied to my face neph will turn a kamikaze modern day give unc acid don to clean the yard stomp the cocaine like stomp the yard ARP clap like round of applause ? Point at your ass like Psd draws they wanna talk a lot ion wanna talk at all hit him with that 30 front and try to walk it off talk about war n*gga want (?) (Fah) try to run won’t make it far my b*tch upstairs and she shooting like me it’s cold outside gon head start the V “baby mommy like I wish you’ll ball on me” hell nah I thought I was the top deadbeat I ball out I ball out for real pull up b*tch give a mill back out a hundred thousand still no deal fifty thousand on Goodman godson like sh*t real they like “who the hell gave yo ass some money” don’t worry about it b*tch it’s my money my girlfriend will beat your girlfriend up my girlfriend hit your b*tch with an uppercut my girlfriend look better then yo b*tch give her five hundred eat everybody di*k show her a thousand she gon do a split my glick look like a bald head b*tch I should wear a shirt that say “eat di*k” and you should wear a shirt that says “broke as sh*t” you should wear a shirt that say ion got money you ? Begging for money if I was broke as sh*t I’ll hit the plug with a karate kick if my mommy hungry catch a body quick I got white boys like “neph sign me quick” this trap house 3 4 5 & 9 I’ll rather kill before a 9 to 5 shut the f*ck up with them kind of lies I been through sh*t that got me traumatize

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