Trapstar lyrics

Artist  : Young Jeezy 
Song : Trapstar



 Send "Trapstar" Ringtone to your Cell 

 I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar

Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car

And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay

And she likes it (chyeah)

(Lets get it) Got the city on smash

Streets on click clock

Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock
(haha)

I'm so materialistic, so well connected

Just ask about it, so well respected (ayy)

Run the streets all day I don't get no sleep
(nope)

Eat at Spun dinners four times a week

Bucket of crab legs, Slick had the lobsters
(chyeah)

I'm the real deal these other niggaz
imposters

Popping Gold Bond, yeah I took them sips
(sips)

50 in the trunk, yeah I took those trips
(trips)

Keep the white girl, yeah forever my lady
(chyeah)

Two grand flat get ya four and a baby, c'mon



[Chorus]

I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar

Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car

And she likes it (she likes it, she likes it)

And she likes it

I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar

Keep money in the suites, copt groups from the
bar

And she likes it (she likes it, chyeah, ayy
ayy)

And she likes it(She likes it, she likes it)



Slide through the hood to just to check my dough
(dough)

Trap-star fresh from head to toe (toe)

From toe to head the kicks match the cap
(chyeah)

Black T-shirt, yeah it match the strap (ayy)

The stones in the watch, yeah they match the
chain

New Jordans on his feet, Snowman's the name
(haha)

Fresh out the paint shop threw the fo's on it
(fo's on it)

Now the Chevy got Lamborghini doors on it (doors
on it)

Mix the Grey Goose with the cranberry juices
(what)

Nigga can't you tell I really sold those deuces
(yup)

The squares are white, the tape is black (what
else)

The wait is over, the real is back (ayy)



[Chorus]



Lil momma wanna holla at a pimp (pimp)

My money true straight, I don't walk witta limp
(naw)

It ain't hard girl just use ya head (haha)

Slices stacked up, I got colonial bread
(yeahhh)

Now she off the chain, yeah she so erotic

Purple Mango, yeah its so exotic (chyeah)

No punch lines (nope) no riddles (uh huh)

Im talking white squares with the steps in the
middle (haha)

You know me, take the good with the bad

Cant complain the Porsche came with the rag

And the chopper came with extra clips

So when you niggaz outta line we can extra flip
(heyyy)



[Chorus]