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Tyler Ward
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Trap Queen (Acoustic Version)
two, three and, aha. uh, seventeen thirtyeight, uh alright im like hey what's up hello seen your pretty face soon as you came through the door i just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove show her how i whip it, now she remixin' for low she my trap queen by the way she says hello we be counting up by the way bands go we just had a go talking but your lamboos got 50, 60 grand 6grand band tho. i swear i love it how she move so slow gotta hit the club we be letting we got hatters but we call them fans tho we be calling and we nevet leting go im getting high with my baby i just left the mall im getting fly with my baby, yea yea and i can ride with my baby Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com i be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby and i can ride with my baby i just left the mall im getting fly with my baby, yea yea and i can ride with my baby. i be in the kitchen cookin' piess with my babyy, heyyy oh oh don't you see i got a trap queen im going out with my trap queen and all we know is bands im'ma snach a Ferrari and buy my boo a lamb i jut pick up a neckalece drop a couple on rank she aint warnin for nothing cause i got her for nothing hey yo hey yo
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