CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : STICK In The Trap
You know I'm ready for war (War)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (B*t*h)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap
I got that stick on the floor, I got your b*t*h in the trap
I got your b*t*h on the floor, look at her go
No, that b*t*h can't get a post
I'm on the motherf**kin' [?] (Yeah)
My b*t*h, she colder than snow
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I'm in your spot with your ho (Okay)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Okay)
I picked [?] that sh*t with no stylist (Hey)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I'm in your spot with ho (B*t*h)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Dollars)
I picked [?] that sh*t with no stylist
Yeah, [?]
Zelly used to be a pint head
These n***as wack, bitin' (Woo)
I pulled up on her, told her to get in
I'm all about the cash, I swear I'm in
And I got the strap on me
When I'm in the trap, homie (Trap)
All these b*t*hes cap, homie (Yeah)
All they do is lie, homie (Yeah)
Seen a lot of trap money (Yeah)
I let that b*t*h trap for me (Yeah)
High in the sky like Peter Pan (Yeah)
Bad lil ho wanna f**k my friends (B*t*h)
Free my n***as out the jam (Yeah)
Ain't buy her a bag but I brought the stick in the trap
You know I'm ready for war (War)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (I got that, trap)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap (I got that stick in the trap)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (B*t*h)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap
I got that stick on the floor, I got your b*t*h in the trap
I got your b*t*h on the floor, look at her go
No, that b*t*h can't get a post
I'm on the motherf**kin' [?] (Yeah)
My b*t*h, she colder than snow
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I'm in your spot with your ho (Okay)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Okay)
I picked [?] that sh*t with no stylist (Hey)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I'm in your spot with ho (B*t*h)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Dollars)
I picked [?] that sh*t with no stylist
Yeah, [?]
Zelly used to be a pint head
These n***as wack, bitin' (Woo)
I pulled up on her, told her to get in
I'm all about the cash, I swear I'm in
And I got the strap on me
When I'm in the trap, homie (Trap)
All these b*t*hes cap, homie (Yeah)
All they do is lie, homie (Yeah)
Seen a lot of trap money (Yeah)
I let that b*t*h trap for me (Yeah)
High in the sky like Peter Pan (Yeah)
Bad lil ho wanna f**k my friends (B*t*h)
Free my n***as out the jam (Yeah)
Ain't buy her a bag but I brought the stick in the trap
You know I'm ready for war (War)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (I got that, trap)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap (I got that stick in the trap)
