歌曲 | Pop Trunk Wave |
歌手 | Trae Tha Truth |
专辑 | Restless |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
H-Town representing, | |
Screwed Up | |
Click You in here, with | |
Trae the Truth mayn | |
I had to take em back, on this one | |
We gon throw this back for | |
P-A-T, and | |
DJ Screw Mafio and | |
Gator, it's finna go down round here | |
You know we just getting started, | |
Asshole By | |
Nature [Trae:] | |
They know | |
I'm here to bring it gangsta, when | |
I'm sitting on something glass | |
I'm original | |
Screwed Up | |
Click, I don't believe in moving fast | |
Catch me tipping on fo' 4's, with my trunk open and close | |
Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
I pull up in suicide do's 400 dollar loc's on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
And I'm well acquainted with | |
Johnny, bitch | |
I'm shining in the | |
South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
I'm to the good | |
Not only because | |
I'm strapped, but | |
I kept it real with the hood | |
So it's understood, when | |
I pull out that block in the line | |
You see me rolling, with the top down | |
Thinking how | |
I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
Like I'm fresh out of | |
Jack, in a drop that got sprayed [Hook x4: Fat Pat] | |
Just-just, got paid | |
Pop-pop, trunk wave [Trae:] | |
It ain't no explaining off top, | |
Trae fin to shine on em | |
If you ain't holding, move out the way while | |
I recline on em | |
I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
I'm pulling up knocking | |
I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
D-Boy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
Tex' A '94 version of | |
Pat, now who the next to plex | |
They ain't gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
A.B.N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
And I'm the truth, if you don't like it come and see me homie | |
And if you doubt it, | |
I can make you where you believe me homie [Hook x4] [Trae] | |
In a wide body, and | |
I'm sitting so thoed | |
Fresh set of glass, so | |
I'm hogging up the road | |
Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
So I threw in a throwback | |
Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
I'm in a zone | |
I boss when | |
I floss, riding for the set | |
And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
And I bet that you gon respect it, 'fore it damage ya mayn | |
Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
And that's the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
G 'fore he click | |
And I dropped the top the same time, | |
I dropped the kit | |
And for the hate, | |
I still swang and | |
I swang and | |
I swang to the left | |
Pop my trunk, yep-yep-yep-yeeep [Hook x16] |
zuo qu : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
HTown representing, | |
Screwed Up | |
Click You in here, with | |
Trae the Truth mayn | |
I had to take em back, on this one | |
We gon throw this back for | |
PAT, and | |
DJ Screw Mafio and | |
Gator, it' s finna go down round here | |
You know we just getting started, | |
Asshole By | |
Nature Trae: | |
They know | |
I' m here to bring it gangsta, when | |
I' m sitting on something glass | |
I' m original | |
Screwed Up | |
Click, I don' t believe in moving fast | |
Catch me tipping on fo' 4' s, with my trunk open and close | |
Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
I pull up in suicide do' s 400 dollar loc' s on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
And I' m well acquainted with | |
Johnny, bitch | |
I' m shining in the | |
South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
I' m to the good | |
Not only because | |
I' m strapped, but | |
I kept it real with the hood | |
So it' s understood, when | |
I pull out that block in the line | |
You see me rolling, with the top down | |
Thinking how | |
I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
Like I' m fresh out of | |
Jack, in a drop that got sprayed Hook x4: Fat Pat | |
Justjust, got paid | |
Poppop, trunk wave Trae: | |
It ain' t no explaining off top, | |
Trae fin to shine on em | |
If you ain' t holding, move out the way while | |
I recline on em | |
I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
I' m pulling up knocking | |
I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
DBoy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
Tex' A ' 94 version of | |
Pat, now who the next to plex | |
They ain' t gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
A. B. N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
And I' m the truth, if you don' t like it come and see me homie | |
And if you doubt it, | |
I can make you where you believe me homie Hook x4 Trae | |
In a wide body, and | |
I' m sitting so thoed | |
Fresh set of glass, so | |
I' m hogging up the road | |
Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
So I threw in a throwback | |
Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
I' m in a zone | |
I boss when | |
I floss, riding for the set | |
And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
And I bet that you gon respect it, ' fore it damage ya mayn | |
Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
And that' s the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
G ' fore he click | |
And I dropped the top the same time, | |
I dropped the kit | |
And for the hate, | |
I still swang and | |
I swang and | |
I swang to the left | |
Pop my trunk, yepyepyepyeeep Hook x16 |
zuò qǔ : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
HTown representing, | |
Screwed Up | |
Click You in here, with | |
Trae the Truth mayn | |
I had to take em back, on this one | |
We gon throw this back for | |
PAT, and | |
DJ Screw Mafio and | |
Gator, it' s finna go down round here | |
You know we just getting started, | |
Asshole By | |
Nature Trae: | |
They know | |
I' m here to bring it gangsta, when | |
I' m sitting on something glass | |
I' m original | |
Screwed Up | |
Click, I don' t believe in moving fast | |
Catch me tipping on fo' 4' s, with my trunk open and close | |
Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
I pull up in suicide do' s 400 dollar loc' s on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
And I' m well acquainted with | |
Johnny, bitch | |
I' m shining in the | |
South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
I' m to the good | |
Not only because | |
I' m strapped, but | |
I kept it real with the hood | |
So it' s understood, when | |
I pull out that block in the line | |
You see me rolling, with the top down | |
Thinking how | |
I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
Like I' m fresh out of | |
Jack, in a drop that got sprayed Hook x4: Fat Pat | |
Justjust, got paid | |
Poppop, trunk wave Trae: | |
It ain' t no explaining off top, | |
Trae fin to shine on em | |
If you ain' t holding, move out the way while | |
I recline on em | |
I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
I' m pulling up knocking | |
I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
DBoy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
Tex' A ' 94 version of | |
Pat, now who the next to plex | |
They ain' t gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
A. B. N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
And I' m the truth, if you don' t like it come and see me homie | |
And if you doubt it, | |
I can make you where you believe me homie Hook x4 Trae | |
In a wide body, and | |
I' m sitting so thoed | |
Fresh set of glass, so | |
I' m hogging up the road | |
Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
So I threw in a throwback | |
Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
I' m in a zone | |
I boss when | |
I floss, riding for the set | |
And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
And I bet that you gon respect it, ' fore it damage ya mayn | |
Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
And that' s the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
G ' fore he click | |
And I dropped the top the same time, | |
I dropped the kit | |
And for the hate, | |
I still swang and | |
I swang and | |
I swang to the left | |
Pop my trunk, yepyepyepyeeep Hook x16 |