Trap Star
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Trap Star
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I got that million-dollar pussy (yeah)
And a million-dollar nigga (yeah)
Got a million-dollar budget (yeah)
Fuck him right, it could get bigger (ow)
Rich niggas in the building ready to spend that shit
And I ain't tryna miss out worryin'
'Bout now hatin' ass bitch (period)
I'm lookin' for a trap star (trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That's a nascar (skrrt, skrrt)
To these little bitches, I'm a rap star (tap star)
I fuck him till he broke
Then take the cast off (cast off)
And then I dash off, that's law
Once I bend it over, lil' bitches over (told y'all)
Got your nigga in the back
With his hands all over (woo)
Real girls get down on the floor (yeah)
Baby, why you starin'?
'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor (yeah)
Baby, why you starin'?
'Cause you know you want a ho
I'm lookin' for a trap star (trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That's a nascar (skrrt, skrrt)
To these little bitches I'm a rap star (rap star)
I fuck him till he broke
Then take the cast off (cast off)
And then I dash off, that's law
Ask yo' nigga, do he love resha?
Where the d-boys at?
Let a real bitch trap with 'cha (where they at)
I know them hoes be hatin', but I don't fuck with 'em
His money lookin' funny, on to another nigga (period)
Different foreigns outside, all push-start
Get what I want out these niggas
Then I cut 'em off (bye)
'Cause you know it ain't shit free
And plus a bitch got options, all these
Niggas wanna fuck me
Breakin' bread, I'm on that dick just
Like a nascar (ow)
Let him touch it in the wraith so
I can see the stars
Bitch, we cut different, not the same cloth (at all)
Let him eat it, when he hungry
He got a lockjaw (period)
Real girls get down on the floor (yeah)
Baby, why you starin'?
'Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor (yeah)
Baby, why you starin'?
'Cause you know you want a ho
I'm lookin' for a trap star (trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That's a nascar (skrrt, skrrt)
To these little bitches I'm a rap star (rap star)
I-I-I fuck him till he broke
Then take the cast off (cast off)
And then I dash off, that's law
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