TNMCRP1017-TRAP GURU- Lyrics By Nikko Jones

Nikko Jones

QWEEZii

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“TRAP GURU”

[intro]

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

We don’t need no water let the motherfucker burn

Burn motherfucker

Dead it. (Project Fallen Leaves)

You be all in your feelings

Call it a feel’n

But yeah, think I figured it out

Liquor in my mouth

Fuck’n sicker now, its QWEEZii

Please say the baby, see

[Verse 1]

See my fantasy, that’s a reality

I am the man to beat, them niggas rally me

They bout to put me on these nigga’s DVDs

So I can walk my talk; See see spit my 3peats

And then a repeat, QWEEZii MVP

The one the elite

Spit it then retreat

That means just fall back, back back pussy

All the way back, Aftermath pussy (pussy)

I get it kudos, I kick it judo

I’m cool’n so young, these niggas too old

You’re getting too ode, fallen soldiers

That’s a ballad, I call them folk tunes

I go by odor, I reek success yes

You suffer defeat, you get the message

I keep the meth bitch, its crystal method

Crystal meth shit, you get the message

I spit my crack (crack)

You know it blat (blat)

My shits is crack (crack)

My shits is wrapped (wrapped)

My shits is packed (packed), Green Bay nigga (black’n out)

Grove Street fucks balling gangrene, aye aye

A.K.A the beast

Otherwise the Monster

Michael on the mic recording

Michael Jordan on the mic recording

[Hook 1]

You be all in your feelings

Call in a killer

THE ROOFS ON FIRE

Liquor in the air, it’s fuck’n sick in the house

QWEEZii, please say the baby

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

You be all in your feelin’s call it a feel’n

But yeah, think I figured it out

Liquor in the house, sicker now

Its QWEEZii

Please say the, yo

[Verse 2]

Black flag, spade shit

Out a this world, spaceship

Different suits: talk’n diamonds, clubs, spade shit

Pour’n out my heart (is keep’n me heartless), spade shit

That Milky Way space shit

Sagittarius playlist

Land’n, Martian

Loony wit the tunes, we call him Martian

Pardon, we has an issue

Ball’n, we call em’ tissue (rip rip)

Gangrene, Cousin Skeeter

The blues, fuck’n cheesers

Call it bait, they’re eat’n

Mouse trap, something’s fishy

Bastard, fish me

Crack shit, snow snowflakes (snowflakes)

Snowflakes, I can’t help (make it snow)

Self-less, momma call me Saint Nick (SAINT NICK)

Saint Nicholas flows (SAINT NICK)

Winter is Mine bae so ho-ho-ho (Lobo)

El Lobo, Lobo in your area

Leave a message. yeah

Blow pops your style, my style mines is Lollipop (flow cold)

five hunnid, just not as hot

[Hook 2]

You keep in all of your feelings

Look at the ceiling (Look at the ceiling) (Look at the ceiling)

The roof is on fire nigga

Liquor in the house, sick

THE ROOF IS ON FIRE

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

You be all in your feelings call it a feel’n

Killer nigga, call me killer, call me killer

Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill

[Outro]

Lobo

It’s them boys in the blue

Them boys who pop roids too

Its Royce

That means ghost, that means ghost

That means Lobo, El Lobo in that el camino

Oh-oh, oh-oh

This St. Nicholas this ho-ho

Ho-ho, so ho-ho-ho-ho

It’s that Chiraq flow

Them bitches love that shit up in Chiraq though

I mean huh, uh this Aflac

It’s that uh flow nigga

Saint nigga up in the nap sack

It’s that back to back feel’n

It’s that uh trash can and you pop out and you reveal tins man the Oscar

Grammy nomination

Goddammit and now they in the stands hate’n

Forsaken I’m from the 646 nigga play’n

Top five nigga, the starter and I got got high

Up in the brackets

And I just lash at this

With my rifle flow

Ever spite man know (His name is spite man yo)

That I’m the psycho hoe (I’m the psycho hoe)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Rep’n that Soho district with my polo

Call me Polo the Don

Call me Lobo, cuse Lobo’s logo is mogul, mogul

QWEEZii

 

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