Escucha Traphouse (feat. NYCE) de Tory Lanez

Traphouse (feat. NYCE)

Tory Lanez

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
NYCE
NYCE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sergio Romero
Sergio Romero
Songwriter
Daniel Gonzalez
Daniel Gonzalez
Songwriter
Kadeem Brown
Kadeem Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Play Picasso
Play Picasso
Producer

Letras

Shawty you know that a nigga won't lie Came into my house, I had to bust it like a whole pie I know she the bomb, she hit bong like a smoka She pass me that white, I say "I don't do no coca" Fuck up out my trap house, my trap house, that's no lie Kick you out my trap house, my trap house that's no lie Hop inside that foreign whip on Ocean, hit the whole drive I would say you balling but I see you in that O-5 I pull couple bands from that stash, she get more fire Hard to see these other niggas in here, they in Lo-Fi Shawty, I'm the man, I'm the man and I won't lie Don't come to my crib if you ain't fucking Shawty, that's that shit I don't like Open up my IG, bitches telling more lies See them out in real life, niggas don't get no guap Pop a couple bands though, uno, dos and four knots Fuck up off of my dick, yo' bitch on my whole jock All my guys, I just came with Bunch of girls on me, it look like I just came in Oh my gosh, whip's foreign Through the dot, to my spot, all I want is You (are you comin'?) Yeah, yeah, yeah (To the crib) You (Know I want it) Yeah, yeah, yeah You (are you comin'?) Yeah, yeah, yeah (To the crib) You (Know I want it) Yeah, yeah, yeah Bring you friend around, yeah (Bring your friends around, yeah) Let's play ring around the Rosé (Ring around the Rosé) Bring you friend around, yeah (Bring your friends around, yeah) Let's play ring around the Rosé (Ring around the Rosé, yeah) Aw babe, aw babe (Ring around the Rosé, yeah) Aw babe Let's play ring around the Rosé Aw babe, aw babe Let's play ring around the Rosé Y'all know that I'm the hottest nigga out my city I stunt, don't front, don't give a fuck about what your bitch say You see us on and yeah, we poppin' bitch, we been paid And you know I ain't showing up unless I'm getting paid Bitch, get the fuck out of my motherfuckin' trap house It's some reasons why I had to kick your ass out You not turnt, bitch, you not lit, you 'bout to pass out It's the worst time for that shit, I'm 'bout to cash out Fargo All my guys, I just came with Bunch of girls on me, it look like I just came in Oh, my gosh, whip's foreign Through the dot, to my spot, all I want is You (are you comin'?) Yeah, yeah, yeah (To the crib) You (Know I want it) Yeah, yeah, yeah You (are you comin'?) Yeah, yeah, yeah (To the crib) you (Know I want it) Yeah, yeah, yeah Bring you friend around, yeah (Bring your friends around, yeah) Let's play ring around the Rosé (Ring around the Rosé) Bring you friend around, yeah (Bring your friends around, yeah) Let's play ring around the Rosé (Ring around the Rosé, yeah) Aw babe, aw babe (Ring around the Rosé, yeah) Aw babe Let's play ring around the Rosé Aw babe, aw babe Let's play ring around the Rosé
Writer(s): Sergio Dior Romero, Daystar Peterson, Daniel Gonzalez, Kareem Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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