Singer: Big Scarr
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Song: Traphouse
Big Scarr - Traphouse Lyrics (LRC) (02:51-171-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:21.70]Get your ass out, watch me beat it up, uh
[00:23.50]She a freaky thot, watch her eat it up (Go eat it up)
[00:25.30]We blind, hit the lights, yeah, we creepin' up, yeah (We creepin' up)
[00:27.20].50 ring, these niggas teamin' up, uh
[00:29.00]Automatic hit him with the feelings, uh
[00:30.80]Big Glock on the stage, fuckin' teenager
[00:32.50]Hit away, trappin' like a mile, he ain't gettin' up, nope
[00:34.30]Run up on the plug on a re-up, uh
[00:36.10]Do a bird face, I ain't ski up, no (I ain't ski up)
[00:38.10]Know he tryna die to his feet, you can't keep up
[00:39.80]Double on the gang, nigga, we the Grim Reapers (G-G)
[00:41.30]Catch the opposition, had me runnin' like a cheetah
[00:43.10]Rich-ass nigga chargin' pounds for a feature
[00:45.00]I was in the field (Woah, woah), you was sittin' in the bleachers
[00:46.80]Blue cheese, bankroll (Woah, woah), pockets Velveeta
[00:49.80]Uh (Uh), and I had to tame it for the EDD (Tame it)
[00:52.30]Trap on my heart, twenty- one, jump street
[00:54.10]Still in the trap with the P's on repeat
[00:56.00]B-B-Balenc' track, runnin', that's a pound of OG (OG)
[00:57.90]Just put the loose red in the sweet tea
[00:59.70]Use the Percocet 10's and drank for me
[01:01.40]Move to slow, can't stand on my feet
[01:03.20]Like, woah (Woah), woah (Like woah), woah (Woah, let's go), woah (Let's go), woah (Woah), woah (Haha), let's go (Woah)
[01:13.00]Get your ass out, watch me beat it up, uh
[01:14.80]She a freaky thot, watch her eat it up (Go eat it up)
[01:16.60]We blind, hit the lights, yeah, we creepin' up, yeah (We creepin' up)
[01:18.50].50 ring, these niggas teamin' up, uh
[01:20.20]Automatic hit him with the feelings, uh
[01:22.00]Big Glock on the stage, fuckin' teenager
[01:23.80]Hit away, trappin' like a mile, he ain't gettin' up, nope
[01:25.50]Run up on the plug on a re-up, uh
[01:27.40]Do a bird face, I ain't ski up, no (I ain't ski up)
[01:29.30]Know he tryna die to his feet, you can't keep up
[01:31.00]Double on the gang, nigga, we the Grim Reapers (G-G)
[01:32.80]Catch the opposition, had me runnin' like a cheetah
[01:34.50]Rich-ass nigga chargin' pounds for a feature
[01:36.30]I was in the field (Woah, woah), you was sittin' in the bleachers
[01:38.10]Blue cheese, bankroll (Woah, woah), pockets Velveeta (Uh)
[01:41.70]Uh, summer '18 (Woah), yeah, let me take it back (Woah)
[01:43.70]We was slidin' double on the opps, had to 'scape (Yeah)
[01:45.40]Servin' out the boat in a school backpack (Woah)
[01:47.10]Take a nigga pole, yeah, he'll never get it back (Woah)
[01:49.00]Take a nigga soul, put his body in a bag (Pshh)
[01:50.80]Ridin' 'round, stole up with a new paper tag (Vroom)
[01:52.70]Do the whole dash, high-speed from the tags (Force me, yeah)
[01:56.10]If rap don't work, I'm bet usin' my twists (Twists)
[01:58.30]Good door, ceilings up, I ain't had the voice (Nope)
[02:00.10]Just gotta chain throug...........
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