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T-Triple - Guap Lyrics



T-Triple - Guap Lyrics
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F*cking on the side
With a nigga bitch I don't give a f*ck nah
Pull up to the house
This motherf*cker Boutta get it popped on
And I'm pulling up
To the f*cking club met a bitch Boutta get it on
And I'm sipping on
Some f*cking tech bout to get a Patek yeah
And the pills are gone
Bitch put it on my drink make a nigga forget
Got me as a pawn
Bitch got that ass make a nigga say f*ck it
Got a blacked out ride
Got the foreign wraith I won't rent I'll cop it
Gucci shirt be on
Hella foreign brands got the guap and it's rising
Making hella moves and I'm barely warming up, up
Life is going fast it got no reason to stop, nope
Getting hella guap hit up the plug and we getting turned up, yeah
Maybach crew is up hit up the plug pay it up front, yeah
Me and my friends on ecstasy, ecstasy
Talking to my bitch on the front seat
Sipping lean
F*ck a Rollie cuz I got a Patek, yeah
White bitch go to Starbucks hella tight like a latex
Rolling up a blunt and it looking like a rocket
I'm getting high and we making hella ruckus
Nigga hating on me I don't know him beings honest
Water splashing on like I got a broken faucet
I get a car it be a wraith sipping on lean I say f*ck to the Benz
Then I pull up drop the valet go to the club I say f*ck to the rest
F*ck The mustang get a Patek they be watching on a side of the fence
Sipping codeine I don't do xans your car be ugly cuz it filled with dents
Convertible and I'm chopping the top taking them pictures yeah It got no ceiling
I'm sipping act and I don't give a f*ck
Put it on ice yeah today we just living
With all my brothers we hit up the club
It's barely 1 no my nigga we ain't leaving
All of them niggas they hating my guap making them Gs yeah you mad f*ck your feelings
F*cking on the side
With a nigga bitch I don't give a f*ck nah
Pull up to the house
This motherf*cker Boutta get it popped on
And I'm pulling up
To the f*cking club met a bitch Boutta get it on
And I'm sipping on
Some f*cking tech bout to get a Patek yeah
And the pills are gone
Bitch put it on my drink make a nigga forget
Got me as a pawn
Bitch got that ass make a nigga say f*ck it
Got a blacked out ride
Got the foreign wraith I won't rent I'll cop it
Gucci shirt be on
Hella foreign brands got the guap and it's rising
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F*cking on the side
With a nigga bitch I don't give a f*ck nah
Pull up to the house
This motherf*cker Boutta get it popped on
And I'm pulling up
To the f*cking club met a bitch Boutta get it on
And I'm sipping on
Some f*cking tech bout to get a Patek yeah
And the pills are gone
Bitch put it on my drink make a nigga forget
Got me as a pawn
Bitch got that ass make a nigga say f*ck it
Got a blacked out ride
Got the foreign wraith I won't rent I'll cop it
Gucci shirt be on
Hella foreign brands got the guap and it's rising
Making hella moves and I'm barely warming up, up
Life is going fast it got no reason to stop, nope
Getting hella guap hit up the plug and we getting turned up, yeah
Maybach crew is up hit up the plug pay it up front, yeah
Me and my friends on ecstasy, ecstasy
Talking to my bitch on the front seat
Sipping lean
F*ck a Rollie cuz I got a Patek, yeah
White bitch go to Starbucks hella tight like a latex
Rolling up a blunt and it looking like a rocket
I'm getting high and we making hella ruckus
Nigga hating on me I don't know him beings honest
Water splashing on like I got a broken faucet
I get a car it be a wraith sipping on lean I say f*ck to the Benz
Then I pull up drop the valet go to the club I say f*ck to the rest
F*ck The mustang get a Patek they be watching on a side of the fence
Sipping codeine I don't do xans your car be ugly cuz it filled with dents
Convertible and I'm chopping the top taking them pictures yeah It got no ceiling
I'm sipping act and I don't give a f*ck
Put it on ice yeah today we just living
With all my brothers we hit up the club
It's barely 1 no my nigga we ain't leaving
All of them niggas they hating my guap making them Gs yeah you mad f*ck your feelings
F*cking on the side
With a nigga bitch I don't give a f*ck nah
Pull up to the house
This motherf*cker Boutta get it popped on
And I'm pulling up
To the f*cking club met a bitch Boutta get it on
And I'm sipping on
Some f*cking tech bout to get a Patek yeah
And the pills are gone
Bitch put it on my drink make a nigga forget
Got me as a pawn
Bitch got that ass make a nigga say f*ck it
Got a blacked out ride
Got the foreign wraith I won't rent I'll cop it
Gucci shirt be on
Hella foreign brands got the guap and it's rising
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Writer: Victor Gabriel, Victor Lugo
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Length: 2:32
Written by: Victor Gabriel, Victor Lugo

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