Trap Queen- Fetty Wap

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Intro

Remy Boyz yeaaahhhh

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I'm like hey pm wassup , hello 

Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came I  the that door

I just wanna chill p, got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money introduced  her to my stove 

Showed her how to whip and now she remixes  furlough 

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

We just selling dope, talking matching lambos

Got 50 69 grams five 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole 

Hit the strip club  we be letting them bands go 

Everybody  hating we just call them fans though

In love with the money  I ain't never letting go

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting  fly with my baby, yeaahhh

And I get right with my baby

I be I  the kitchen  cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

I'm like hey, wassuo hello

Seen you pretty ass soon as you came I  the door

I just want to chill, got a sack for us to roll

Married  to  the  money, introduced  her to my stove

Showed  her have to whip and know as he remixes furlough 

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

We just selling dooe, talking matching lambos

Got 50 60 grams prob 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole 

Hit the strip club  we be letting them bands go 

Everybody  hating we just call them fans though

In love with the money I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know backwards  what I roll

Remy Boy, Fetty eating  shit up that's fasho

Run up in yo house ,  then I fuck yo go

Cause Remy Boyz are nuttin re-re-remey Boyz are nuttin 

And I get high with my baby

I be in the kitchen  cooking pies with my baby yeeaahhh

And I get high with my baby

I just left the mall I'm getting fly with my baby 
I be in the kitchen  cooking pots

I'm like hey , wassup , hello 

Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came I  the that door

I just wanna chill p, got a sack for us to roll

Married to the money introduced  her to my stove 

Showed her how to whip and now she remixes  furlough 

She my trap queen let her hit the bando

We be counting up watch how far them bands go

We just selling dope, talking matching lambos

Got 50 69 grams five 100 grams though

Man I swear I love her how she work the damn pole 

Hit the strip club  we be letting them bands go 

Everybody  hating we just call them fans though

In love with the money  I ain't never letting go

I be smoking dope and you know backwards  what I roll

Remy Boy, Fetty eating  shit up that's fasho

Run up in yo house ,  then I fuck yo go

Cause Remy Boyz are nuttin re-re-remey Boyz are nuttin 

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