Set The Play lyrics

by

Certified Trapper


[Chorus: Certified Trapper & Myaap]
Where you at? Set the play, I'll send a blits
Rub your feet on my di*k, I need a freaky b*tch
556, hit his dome, no, we don't miss
Hop out, run you down, hit you with the switch
Riding fat when I squirt she got a noodle sh*t
Get up on you super close, freaky move your whip
Fat sh*t, big body, this a big Benz

[Verse: Certified Trapper & Myaap]
You ain't never seen 50 you ain't touch ten
You already upped your blick, you finna bust then?
A couple grams in the fitie flush ten
I got them G's on me, n*gga, I'm finna bust ten
Another ten, n*gga, and another ten
OK
I'm a real P b*tch, I'm as real as it get
Name hold weight, name real lit
'Bout to blow a bag, 'cause I'm feeling rich
Getting to that bag, all my palms do is itch
You ain't nothing like them hoes, right? 'Cause all they do is di*ks
They ain't really stepping, all them n*ggas shoot is flicks
On my block, on my turf, all we blew is blicks
Yo big homie big ass b*tch ass trick
Pistol whip the f*ck out you go cross your lip
Blues on me now, I ain't talking 'bout blue strips
Riding round the city, gritty smacking on who b*tch
I don't want no rico, n*gga, they said I got who hit?
[Chorus: Certified Trapper & Myaap]
Where you at? Set the play, I'll send a blits
Rub your feet on my di*k, I need a freaky b*tch
556, hit his dome, no, we don't miss
Hop out, run you down, hit you with the switch
Riding fat when I squirt she got a noodle sh*t
Get up on you super close, freaky move your whip
Fat sh*t, big body, this a big Benz
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