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Trapped (feat. Don Spigg) Video (MV)




Performed By: LayVen
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Donovan Thomas, Michael Gibson




LayVen - Trapped (feat. Don Spigg) Lyrics
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Yeah, it's Don Spig nigga
You know all I do is bring you that game though
It's money coming in
Let's Go
You can catch me riding in a Benz and I drive like I stole it
Me and you bitch we just friends, but you know I could poke it
We in the H riding round so you know we could smoking
Sipping Cris hitting licks, that why she call me the chosen
I'm the ocean, wrist frozen and I'm sipping the potion
Her ass a little dry so she passed the lotion
Ten minutes later I was dipping and stroking
I got a whole lot of game but we don't play with emotions
Every time I see her, I be like Bitch where the money at
Ass fat and she throw it back like a quarterback
No disrespect to niggas that's sliding in the cadillacs
But I'm Benz swanging and blowing on the quarter sack
My city feel me and love me like a running back
Been getting money, you gone have to run it back
Had to spit shit for the niggas who be serving crack
Had to spit the shit for the niggas who be pushing packs
I was in the trenches, moving work and mailing sacks
Now I'm out the game, getting paid for speaking facts
Bitches know my name, especially when they legs back
If its open I'm stroking, I hit that bitch and I'm rolling
Yeah
Posted by the store
Trying to break a dollar out a hoe
20 Ounce get a four
Shit, I just got to get it how I know
I said we duck and dodge the folks
Trying to get rid of this last O
You can judge if you want
F*ck it, look I just got to get it how I know
I just talked to my lil bro on the phone
He doing ten years in, wish he was home
My other brother did ten just got out
I'll be doing ten, I don't watch my mouth
These mothaf*ckers like talking to them people
That's why I stay by myself riding in the regal
Trying to get rid of this last mothaf*cking eagle
Trying to get rid of this thang, while gripping the eagle
F*ck them niggas, f*ck em' I don't trust em
Beat a bitch pussy up and dip cuz I don't love her
All about this mothaf*cking money
Let's go get it while I be smoking that purple like Danny Glover
Who gone stop me, Who gone stop me
All you can do is watch me, nigga watch me
You niggas move to sloppy, way to sloppy
Copy my style like Kinkos, I'll have a drink though
Yeah
Posted by the store
Trying to break a dollar out a hoe
20 Ounce get a four
Shit, I just got to get it how I know
I said we duck and dodge the folks
Trying to get rid of this last O
You can judge if you want
F*ck it, look I just got to get it how I know
Real niggas do real shit mane Teach you how to break a bitch mane
Teach you how to use her head and get some bread
You dig me
Hey! If you niggas knew better, you'd do better. But you don't and you won't
That's just yo problem you got to live with
You know what I'm saying, This is just some shit called life
You know what I mean? Get in the game
You gone get in the game, you got to be full fledge about this shit
Don't hate the player, hate that mothaf*cker
You dig me
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Yeah, it's Don Spig nigga
You know all I do is bring you that game though
It's money coming in
Let's Go
You can catch me riding in a Benz and I drive like I stole it
Me and you bitch we just friends, but you know I could poke it
We in the H riding round so you know we could smoking
Sipping Cris hitting licks, that why she call me the chosen
I'm the ocean, wrist frozen and I'm sipping the potion
Her ass a little dry so she passed the lotion
Ten minutes later I was dipping and stroking
I got a whole lot of game but we don't play with emotions
Every time I see her, I be like Bitch where the money at
Ass fat and she throw it back like a quarterback
No disrespect to niggas that's sliding in the cadillacs
But I'm Benz swanging and blowing on the quarter sack
My city feel me and love me like a running back
Been getting money, you gone have to run it back
Had to spit shit for the niggas who be serving crack
Had to spit the shit for the niggas who be pushing packs
I was in the trenches, moving work and mailing sacks
Now I'm out the game, getting paid for speaking facts
Bitches know my name, especially when they legs back
If its open I'm stroking, I hit that bitch and I'm rolling
Yeah
Posted by the store
Trying to break a dollar out a hoe
20 Ounce get a four
Shit, I just got to get it how I know
I said we duck and dodge the folks
Trying to get rid of this last O
You can judge if you want
F*ck it, look I just got to get it how I know
I just talked to my lil bro on the phone
He doing ten years in, wish he was home
My other brother did ten just got out
I'll be doing ten, I don't watch my mouth
These mothaf*ckers like talking to them people
That's why I stay by myself riding in the regal
Trying to get rid of this last mothaf*cking eagle
Trying to get rid of this thang, while gripping the eagle
F*ck them niggas, f*ck em' I don't trust em
Beat a bitch pussy up and dip cuz I don't love her
All about this mothaf*cking money
Let's go get it while I be smoking that purple like Danny Glover
Who gone stop me, Who gone stop me
All you can do is watch me, nigga watch me
You niggas move to sloppy, way to sloppy
Copy my style like Kinkos, I'll have a drink though
Yeah
Posted by the store
Trying to break a dollar out a hoe
20 Ounce get a four
Shit, I just got to get it how I know
I said we duck and dodge the folks
Trying to get rid of this last O
You can judge if you want
F*ck it, look I just got to get it how I know
Real niggas do real shit mane Teach you how to break a bitch mane
Teach you how to use her head and get some bread
You dig me
Hey! If you niggas knew better, you'd do better. But you don't and you won't
That's just yo problem you got to live with
You know what I'm saying, This is just some shit called life
You know what I mean? Get in the game
You gone get in the game, you got to be full fledge about this shit
Don't hate the player, hate that mothaf*cker
You dig me
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Writer: Donovan Thomas, Michael Gibson
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