Trap House 歌词
| 歌曲 | Trap House |
| 歌手 | Lil Wayne |
| 专辑 | Sorry 4 The Wait 2 (Mixtape) |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Produced by Mercy] | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Oh yeah little Tunechi got it jumpin' like Jordan | |
| These pussy ass niggas can't guard me | |
| These rookie ass niggas still crawling | |
| These lookin' ass niggas eye ballin' | |
| These hooking ass bitches eye balling | |
| But I got a bad bitch at home cooking dinner | |
| Hi honey, I'm home, I'm starving | |
| These crooked ass cops still winning | |
| Black mad family still mourning | |
| Black president ain't do nothing | |
| We need a real nigga up in that office | |
| Got the White House jumping like Jordan | |
| Got the crack house jumping like Jordan | |
| I want my new house bigger than Jordan's | |
| With a backyard bigger than the forest | |
| Like "ooh!" bear I'm jumping like Jordan | |
| Hoes at the door and they arguing | |
| This dick is a super star, they want stardom | |
| My life like Bailey and Barnum | |
| These bitches ain't got no manners | |
| These niggas ain't got no standards | |
| My bitch ain't got no love handles | |
| Boy I'm clippin' that toe on that camel | |
| I got bitches that'll kill for me, Charles Manson | |
| Suck this thuggish ruggish bone, swallow that bone marrow | |
| Chopper sitting on my lap like the mall Santa | |
| Nigga shoot you all in your gall bladder | |
| Your pallbearers need pallbearers | |
| I'm mixing weed like gumbo | |
| I knock your head-off rambo | |
| Homeboys be cutthroat | |
| That shit got me with a lump throat | |
| But Tunechi bigger than Elvis Presley | |
| Young Money was my best investment | |
| Going harder than my predecessor | |
| I don't break records, I set records | |
| Lil Tunechi got me back like Kobe | |
| Niggas stab me in the back I owe 'em | |
| Got a house on the hills | |
| Now a nigga gotta deal with mountain lions and coyote | |
| See me? I keep that Semi, and friendly? I can't be friendly | |
| Freckles them bullet holes look like freckles you look like Wendy's | |
| Cops in the hills jumping like Jordan | |
| I can't swim but I'm throwing pool parties | |
| Got a bitch over there and a bitch over there | |
| A young nigga starting to feel cornered | |
| My LA house jumpin like Jordan | |
| My Miami House jumping' like Jordan | |
| Can't forget about my house in New Orleans | |
| So, sorry for the wait, I'm sorry | |
| I want my new bitch titties enormous | |
| With a backyard and a pretty garden | |
| With a pussy more pink than an orchid | |
| Young nigga gonna treat her like a florist | |
| I got my side bitch feeling important | |
| I got my main bitch feeling immortal | |
| I got my ex bitch feeling insulted | |
| Cause wifey get money like Kimora | |
| I got a fine bitch feeling exhausted | |
| Cause I'mma put this dick on her till tomorrow | |
| I'mma pull up on a bitch in a Gallardo | |
| Then I'mma take the top off like a barber | |
| I go down and kiss, I Pearl Harbor | |
| She's so down with this New World Order | |
| Fuck the shit outta her in a sauna | |
| Sweat her hair out, she look like Al Sharpton | |
| Got a goon named Fernando | |
| At the front door of your Condo | |
| Knock knock, who's there? He don't care, he's psycho | |
| Bad bitch with a nice throat | |
| She ice cold and she likes hoes | |
| Oooh, she just my type | |
| These other hoes just typos | |
| Young nigga coming back like Jordan | |
| So sorry for the wait, I'm sorry | |
| Yeah, a nigga had to go back to the stash | |
| But a nigga stache like James Harden | |
| Young nigga drink lean like water | |
| Young nigga smoke weed like Marley | |
| Young nigga on the moon like Warren | |
| Young nigga on his shit like a charmin | |
| My bitch got a rack like Dolly Parton | |
| Fuck her all night to some Marvin | |
| Fall asleep in the pussy good lordy | |
| Woke up in a new Bugatti good morning | |
| Young nigga got guns goodluck | |
| Nina ross say me so horny | |
| Lil Tunechi at the top its so lonely | |
| Got bad pockets never-roni | |
| I'm with a model bitch she so bony | |
| Got to shook shoot up its so foamy | |
| I just cooked this up its still hot | |
| You could still smell the kitchen on me | |
| Nigga I have your homies singing damn I miss my homie | |
| I got a mountain of weed | |
| I got a mountain of cash | |
| I got mountains like Wyoming | |
| I got a bad bitch and she foreign | |
| She always mad with me I sorry | |
| She say damn why you can’t call me | |
| Cuz they be taxing for that roamin' | |
| She a tan bitch she orange | |
| I can’t stand a snitch an informant | |
| Niggas cook crack on a Forman while you all boys was still sparing ohh | |
| This that Sorry for the Wait 2 | |
| Tell the dead homies you pray to you’re on your way too | |
| That the truth is hard to swallow you got fake juice | |
| Even Slick Rick the ruler know I break rules, ohh | |
| Got the gas out shootin' like Jordan | |
| I put your homeboy face on a t-shirt | |
| And put your own face on a milk carton | |
| Busy, I’ve been so busy | |
| Ain’t even have time for quickies | |
| That’s why my bitch been so bitchy | |
| I’m outchea tryin' to get me | |
| I’m coming back out jumping like I’m Jordan | |
| I’m sorry for the wait I’m tardy | |
| I wrote a letter to my competition | |
| It started off with dearly departed | |
| Hippie I be so trippy | |
| Give her pussy a hicky | |
| I hope she ain’t strictly dickly | |
| So we can menage to Nicki, ohh |
| Produced by Mercy | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Oh yeah little Tunechi got it jumpin' like Jordan | |
| These pussy ass niggas can' t guard me | |
| These rookie ass niggas still crawling | |
| These lookin' ass niggas eye ballin' | |
| These hooking ass bitches eye balling | |
| But I got a bad bitch at home cooking dinner | |
| Hi honey, I' m home, I' m starving | |
| These crooked ass cops still winning | |
| Black mad family still mourning | |
| Black president ain' t do nothing | |
| We need a real nigga up in that office | |
| Got the White House jumping like Jordan | |
| Got the crack house jumping like Jordan | |
| I want my new house bigger than Jordan' s | |
| With a backyard bigger than the forest | |
| Like " ooh!" bear I' m jumping like Jordan | |
| Hoes at the door and they arguing | |
| This dick is a super star, they want stardom | |
| My life like Bailey and Barnum | |
| These bitches ain' t got no manners | |
| These niggas ain' t got no standards | |
| My bitch ain' t got no love handles | |
| Boy I' m clippin' that toe on that camel | |
| I got bitches that' ll kill for me, Charles Manson | |
| Suck this thuggish ruggish bone, swallow that bone marrow | |
| Chopper sitting on my lap like the mall Santa | |
| Nigga shoot you all in your gall bladder | |
| Your pallbearers need pallbearers | |
| I' m mixing weed like gumbo | |
| I knock your headoff rambo | |
| Homeboys be cutthroat | |
| That shit got me with a lump throat | |
| But Tunechi bigger than Elvis Presley | |
| Young Money was my best investment | |
| Going harder than my predecessor | |
| I don' t break records, I set records | |
| Lil Tunechi got me back like Kobe | |
| Niggas stab me in the back I owe ' em | |
| Got a house on the hills | |
| Now a nigga gotta deal with mountain lions and coyote | |
| See me? I keep that Semi, and friendly? I can' t be friendly | |
| Freckles them bullet holes look like freckles you look like Wendy' s | |
| Cops in the hills jumping like Jordan | |
| I can' t swim but I' m throwing pool parties | |
| Got a bitch over there and a bitch over there | |
| A young nigga starting to feel cornered | |
| My LA house jumpin like Jordan | |
| My Miami House jumping' like Jordan | |
| Can' t forget about my house in New Orleans | |
| So, sorry for the wait, I' m sorry | |
| I want my new bitch titties enormous | |
| With a backyard and a pretty garden | |
| With a pussy more pink than an orchid | |
| Young nigga gonna treat her like a florist | |
| I got my side bitch feeling important | |
| I got my main bitch feeling immortal | |
| I got my ex bitch feeling insulted | |
| Cause wifey get money like Kimora | |
| I got a fine bitch feeling exhausted | |
| Cause I' mma put this dick on her till tomorrow | |
| I' mma pull up on a bitch in a Gallardo | |
| Then I' mma take the top off like a barber | |
| I go down and kiss, I Pearl Harbor | |
| She' s so down with this New World Order | |
| Fuck the shit outta her in a sauna | |
| Sweat her hair out, she look like Al Sharpton | |
| Got a goon named Fernando | |
| At the front door of your Condo | |
| Knock knock, who' s there? He don' t care, he' s psycho | |
| Bad bitch with a nice throat | |
| She ice cold and she likes hoes | |
| Oooh, she just my type | |
| These other hoes just typos | |
| Young nigga coming back like Jordan | |
| So sorry for the wait, I' m sorry | |
| Yeah, a nigga had to go back to the stash | |
| But a nigga stache like James Harden | |
| Young nigga drink lean like water | |
| Young nigga smoke weed like Marley | |
| Young nigga on the moon like Warren | |
| Young nigga on his shit like a charmin | |
| My bitch got a rack like Dolly Parton | |
| Fuck her all night to some Marvin | |
| Fall asleep in the pussy good lordy | |
| Woke up in a new Bugatti good morning | |
| Young nigga got guns goodluck | |
| Nina ross say me so horny | |
| Lil Tunechi at the top its so lonely | |
| Got bad pockets neverroni | |
| I' m with a model bitch she so bony | |
| Got to shook shoot up its so foamy | |
| I just cooked this up its still hot | |
| You could still smell the kitchen on me | |
| Nigga I have your homies singing damn I miss my homie | |
| I got a mountain of weed | |
| I got a mountain of cash | |
| I got mountains like Wyoming | |
| I got a bad bitch and she foreign | |
| She always mad with me I sorry | |
| She say damn why you can' t call me | |
| Cuz they be taxing for that roamin' | |
| She a tan bitch she orange | |
| I can' t stand a snitch an informant | |
| Niggas cook crack on a Forman while you all boys was still sparing ohh | |
| This that Sorry for the Wait 2 | |
| Tell the dead homies you pray to you' re on your way too | |
| That the truth is hard to swallow you got fake juice | |
| Even Slick Rick the ruler know I break rules, ohh | |
| Got the gas out shootin' like Jordan | |
| I put your homeboy face on a tshirt | |
| And put your own face on a milk carton | |
| Busy, I' ve been so busy | |
| Ain' t even have time for quickies | |
| That' s why my bitch been so bitchy | |
| I' m outchea tryin' to get me | |
| I' m coming back out jumping like I' m Jordan | |
| I' m sorry for the wait I' m tardy | |
| I wrote a letter to my competition | |
| It started off with dearly departed | |
| Hippie I be so trippy | |
| Give her pussy a hicky | |
| I hope she ain' t strictly dickly | |
| So we can menage to Nicki, ohh |
| Produced by Mercy | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Oh yeah little Tunechi got it jumpin' like Jordan | |
| These pussy ass niggas can' t guard me | |
| These rookie ass niggas still crawling | |
| These lookin' ass niggas eye ballin' | |
| These hooking ass bitches eye balling | |
| But I got a bad bitch at home cooking dinner | |
| Hi honey, I' m home, I' m starving | |
| These crooked ass cops still winning | |
| Black mad family still mourning | |
| Black president ain' t do nothing | |
| We need a real nigga up in that office | |
| Got the White House jumping like Jordan | |
| Got the crack house jumping like Jordan | |
| I want my new house bigger than Jordan' s | |
| With a backyard bigger than the forest | |
| Like " ooh!" bear I' m jumping like Jordan | |
| Hoes at the door and they arguing | |
| This dick is a super star, they want stardom | |
| My life like Bailey and Barnum | |
| These bitches ain' t got no manners | |
| These niggas ain' t got no standards | |
| My bitch ain' t got no love handles | |
| Boy I' m clippin' that toe on that camel | |
| I got bitches that' ll kill for me, Charles Manson | |
| Suck this thuggish ruggish bone, swallow that bone marrow | |
| Chopper sitting on my lap like the mall Santa | |
| Nigga shoot you all in your gall bladder | |
| Your pallbearers need pallbearers | |
| I' m mixing weed like gumbo | |
| I knock your headoff rambo | |
| Homeboys be cutthroat | |
| That shit got me with a lump throat | |
| But Tunechi bigger than Elvis Presley | |
| Young Money was my best investment | |
| Going harder than my predecessor | |
| I don' t break records, I set records | |
| Lil Tunechi got me back like Kobe | |
| Niggas stab me in the back I owe ' em | |
| Got a house on the hills | |
| Now a nigga gotta deal with mountain lions and coyote | |
| See me? I keep that Semi, and friendly? I can' t be friendly | |
| Freckles them bullet holes look like freckles you look like Wendy' s | |
| Cops in the hills jumping like Jordan | |
| I can' t swim but I' m throwing pool parties | |
| Got a bitch over there and a bitch over there | |
| A young nigga starting to feel cornered | |
| My LA house jumpin like Jordan | |
| My Miami House jumping' like Jordan | |
| Can' t forget about my house in New Orleans | |
| So, sorry for the wait, I' m sorry | |
| I want my new bitch titties enormous | |
| With a backyard and a pretty garden | |
| With a pussy more pink than an orchid | |
| Young nigga gonna treat her like a florist | |
| I got my side bitch feeling important | |
| I got my main bitch feeling immortal | |
| I got my ex bitch feeling insulted | |
| Cause wifey get money like Kimora | |
| I got a fine bitch feeling exhausted | |
| Cause I' mma put this dick on her till tomorrow | |
| I' mma pull up on a bitch in a Gallardo | |
| Then I' mma take the top off like a barber | |
| I go down and kiss, I Pearl Harbor | |
| She' s so down with this New World Order | |
| Fuck the shit outta her in a sauna | |
| Sweat her hair out, she look like Al Sharpton | |
| Got a goon named Fernando | |
| At the front door of your Condo | |
| Knock knock, who' s there? He don' t care, he' s psycho | |
| Bad bitch with a nice throat | |
| She ice cold and she likes hoes | |
| Oooh, she just my type | |
| These other hoes just typos | |
| Young nigga coming back like Jordan | |
| So sorry for the wait, I' m sorry | |
| Yeah, a nigga had to go back to the stash | |
| But a nigga stache like James Harden | |
| Young nigga drink lean like water | |
| Young nigga smoke weed like Marley | |
| Young nigga on the moon like Warren | |
| Young nigga on his shit like a charmin | |
| My bitch got a rack like Dolly Parton | |
| Fuck her all night to some Marvin | |
| Fall asleep in the pussy good lordy | |
| Woke up in a new Bugatti good morning | |
| Young nigga got guns goodluck | |
| Nina ross say me so horny | |
| Lil Tunechi at the top its so lonely | |
| Got bad pockets neverroni | |
| I' m with a model bitch she so bony | |
| Got to shook shoot up its so foamy | |
| I just cooked this up its still hot | |
| You could still smell the kitchen on me | |
| Nigga I have your homies singing damn I miss my homie | |
| I got a mountain of weed | |
| I got a mountain of cash | |
| I got mountains like Wyoming | |
| I got a bad bitch and she foreign | |
| She always mad with me I sorry | |
| She say damn why you can' t call me | |
| Cuz they be taxing for that roamin' | |
| She a tan bitch she orange | |
| I can' t stand a snitch an informant | |
| Niggas cook crack on a Forman while you all boys was still sparing ohh | |
| This that Sorry for the Wait 2 | |
| Tell the dead homies you pray to you' re on your way too | |
| That the truth is hard to swallow you got fake juice | |
| Even Slick Rick the ruler know I break rules, ohh | |
| Got the gas out shootin' like Jordan | |
| I put your homeboy face on a tshirt | |
| And put your own face on a milk carton | |
| Busy, I' ve been so busy | |
| Ain' t even have time for quickies | |
| That' s why my bitch been so bitchy | |
| I' m outchea tryin' to get me | |
| I' m coming back out jumping like I' m Jordan | |
| I' m sorry for the wait I' m tardy | |
| I wrote a letter to my competition | |
| It started off with dearly departed | |
| Hippie I be so trippy | |
| Give her pussy a hicky | |
| I hope she ain' t strictly dickly | |
| So we can menage to Nicki, ohh |
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