Trap Boomin Lyrics

[Intro:]
Oh it's holiday season nigga
My trap beating harder than a bass drum
My trap beating harder than a bass drum
My trap beating harder than a bass drum
Holiday season
Damn son where'd you find that

[Verse 1:]
You bitches ain't peers like they telling wenches
She took a pill than turned into a belly dancer
I'm cooking this dough with 2 fucking bows
I need an extra hand, I needs 3 extra stones
I can make you dance doing Everland's
It's your final chance, get your wedding pants
I keep that white girl like a white mass
You're still in the zone at 6 you're in trial land
My mind ain't got invert, might show up at the gym
Bitches are down to break their neck, just too look at him
She don't really like me but she love my rims
Yellow lamborghini think I love my bottom teams

[Chorus:]
My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin' harder than you trap booms
My goons money in the living room
My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin' hard, bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin' harder than you trap booms
My goons money in the living room

[Verse 2:]
AR's & Choppas ain't no hoe niggas gonna stop us
Yo your lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'
Holiday season bitch
AR's & Choppas ain't no hoe niggas gonna stop us
Yo your lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'
AR's & Choppas ain't no hoe niggas gona stop us
Yo your lady so proper look at that pussy she poppin'
I pull out the rose and make that trap go to troppin'
When I pull out my money
Even these whole niggaz watchin'
When I hit a lick it I bought a wing stop
I sprinkle lemon pepper in that rerack
I took my time I had to build a fortress
Straight flossing and my closet look like Walter's
Step out the Benz I got my Gucci skully on
Shout out my Nigga Gucci know it money long
Got my bond money I got my lawyer fee
Shout out the Brick Squad, my shoes are quarter key

[Chorus:]
My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin harder than you trap booms
My goons money in the living room
My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin hard bitch I swear to God
My trap boomin harder than you trap booms
My goons money in the living room

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