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Gucci Mane

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trap Numbers Lyrics - Gucci Mane

This haters on the line I smell that five hundred 

Thou they wont fuck aint no money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

When I bust this waitress, lay one hundred dollars 

Ten thousand won that I made it right money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

This is all the line I still smell that fife hundred 

Told you we aint fuck nigga aint no money 

When I bust this waitress, lay one hundred dollars 

Ten thousand won that I made it right money 

(way you do this?) 

Cuz my trap doing numbers 

Carry to the club with my fine trap numbers 

But still spend a dollar thorough this small face hundred 

Trap that half of money man to see the last money 

Twenty thousand dollars blaze it out of their slam it 

Cocaine and hut the plug aint from the country 

Just a part wipes know what 

Three grin, two fifty, til that fill it 

 

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show their employs they dont want to fill it 

Well accord that shit no just shift it 

Took a three fifties cuz she has a big tidy 

Just to jungle line, watch me the fife hundred 

Told you I aint fallow nigga they dont know the money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

When I bust this waitress, lay one hundred dollars 

Ten thousand won that I made it right money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

How a G is in my black in my jeans 

Got a thousand dollars Gucci on my feet 

Get you far and bring it far from me so I cant see 

Im in the club feeding up like at the street 

I got to load it G are on my sit 

I spend my half of million dollars in a week 

Every day Im taking models at the hit 

Pulling on against fire feel free 

Nigga risk fingers on 

I come here with that two mush flexing 

All that fifty from right here its for clasping 

But pose and toast that flow my .with a 

Yeah I look like money but I still like pussy 

I dont suppose that pocket be like 

If my nigga blow that taste 

Well will he gonna miss, I never miss the shit 

Its just the jungle line, watch me feed that five hundred 

Thou you aint for with it you are with money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

When I bust this waitress, lay one hundred dollars 

Ten thousand won that I made it right money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

When I bust this waitress, lay one hundred dollars 

Ten thousand won that I made it right money 

Trap, trap doing numbers 

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