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The luxury of having passionI want itThis shit gettin' colossalWe trap out the traphouseWe love it, we gettin' that moneyWe trap out the traphouseJust know that we love it, we gettin' that moneyThis shit gettin' colossalHunnas on hunnas, do numbers on numbersGet llamas on llamasGot bales by the bundleGot hunters as gone as [?]That's a hundred on hundredTrapped out the house with my partnersWe went to shoppin' on midgetWe went to [?] , take flights out the cityWe go to Az and send itWe go to Az and get itI'm hungry, admit it, I swear I'm conditionedI served and I hustled on any conditionsFuck your permission, I'll get you them digitsCome to your town and I get it and spend itI get them stacks and get busyI get that gat and get busyI take that crack and I flip itI be in black like a villainHop out the 'Lac on some pimpin'Step to that bitch like I'm goldenHalf of these niggas, they bogusMost of these niggas, they bogusI go coast to coast, I'm fully loadedI hit the lights for roaches just to scatterI had to go to work with heavy metalI done seen dead bodies in the ghettoI seen these bitches dancin' with the devilI seen that money make a bitch evilThis shit gettin' colossalWe trap out the traphouseWe love it, we gettin' that moneyWe trap out the traphouseJust know that we love it, we gettin' that moneyThis shit gettin' colossalI fell in love with a kickstandI stole that bitch with my left handI'm 'bout to open a meth labI set the blow on the jetwayCalled up some places for some big facesI be in B-More like I'm a RavenWe trap out this bitch 'til the police raid itI seen that coco turn bad when it get in the potI'm sorta like a chef when I'm over the potI'm sorta like a ref when we talk 'bout these streetsWhistle official, my pocket gorillaWe trap out these buildings and make us some millions[?] nigga, the best of my gameWe took all this game and went bought us some chainsWe Fucking these bitches, ain't none of 'em gettin' claimedI'm straight up, derangedI jump out the RangeI go to the flame on a WednesdayThat molly, that drank and that kushI think I went over my limitStack after stack after stackI'm throwin' this shit to the ceilingGot three Audemars and a BentleyAnd it's one hell of a feelingThis shit gettin' colossalWe trap out the traphouseWe love it, we gettin' that moneyWe trap out the traphouseJust know that we love it, we gettin' that moneyThis shit gettin' colossal

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