OG Boobie Black

"Money Out The Trap"

Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang
Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang

Real n*gga in the game i want the money f*ck the fame n*gga
I be taking hits ill bust a brain for the change n*gga
I be in the trap house in my own lane n*gga
Big dope boy smoking on the best strain n*gga
b*tch i hold down New Orleans them missile and them magazines
My lil n*gga he suck free be thugging around on Josephine
You pus*y n*ggas make believe dont make me cause a casualty
I am living good financially the Bread Winners my family
You b*tches know whats up with me i get the money in them streets
I love the color blue and green i be but seldom seen
I f*ck with them dominicans my n*gga TED a hooligan
I am OG Boobie Black a motherf*cking hood veteran

Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang
Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang

I ain't picky with this sh*t i am just trying to get rich
You can pay me all in ones ama throw it on a b*tch
Randy Johnson with the fast ball n*gga ama pitch
If am doing bad you can catch me on the pot am like a witch
Hustler i can sell umbrellas to a fish
I am cheff of the skinny people working on a dish
Me and Og Boobie Black macking to your b*tch
My career is going well n*gga you can make a wish
It is death to anybody that has ever took the stand
I am jax from mortal combat with two metals in my hand
If u catch me on the beach ill leave u leaking on the sand
I be with the strap like that sh*t be trying catch a tann
Hustle hustle hustle i could never take a break
Dont get along with pus*y n*ggas am allergic to the fake
Ama stay smoking this n*ggas you can call that wake & bake
It might be your birthday but am the one getting the cake

Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang
Ama get this money out the trap
Headed to the top am from the bottom of the map
Catch me up n down i be hustling like a cab
I be with my brothers we be looking like a frat
Gang Gang

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