Trap House

In the Trap house, In The Trap House, In The Trap House

Gucci Mane Check It

Choppa on the floor pistol on the coach

Hood rich so I never had a bank account

Junkies going in junkies going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Money kinda short but we can work it out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Bricks going in, Bricks going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

I'm tired of selling bricks I wanna go legit

I wonder can I sell 11 mill like 50 Cent

Cause platinum ain't enough I got too many vices

I love to smoke weed love to shoot dices

Say my life style extravagant I talk cash shit

Bitches say I'm arrogant well god damn Gucci cockie then

But at the same time young hoes be jocking slim

Gucci ain't shit, Bitch I beg your pardon

I'm independent but I'm balling like a major artist

I stay high like giraffe pussy In My Trap House

Smokin' rubber cushie

Choppa on the floor pistol on the coach

Hood rich so I never had a bank account

Junkies going in junkies going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Money kinda short but we can work it out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Bricks going in, Bricks going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Jumped out the whip everybody looking

Big clouds of smoke but ain't nobody cooking

(females) (Girl their go Gucci Mane

I want his autograph 'cause I'm his biggest fan)

Yellow hummvie with the yellow feet

Yellow diamonds the same color as chedda cheese

And I'm smoking on that purple shit

They call me temp service 'cause I'll work a bitch

Money long like Shaq feet

Running dough like a sprinter at a track meet

I heard he got that soft white

Extended clips make them busters get they mind right

Choppa on the floor pistol on the coach

Hood rich so I never had a bank account

Junkies going in junkies going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Money kinda short but we can work it out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Bricks going in, Bricks going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

In my trap house watchin Sports Center

In the kitchen cooking but I ain't cooking dinner

Splash it with the water whip it make it harder

17 for 'em the same number as Qunice Carter

Say I'm working with wit a mill or better

Married to the game me and ?? live together

Street smart niggah never listen to the teacher

You can catch me in the bathroom smoking reefer

Prices low like Wal-Mart

Bricks on I-9 get ya shopping cart

Knee deep in the dope game

I'm not a farmer but I'm known to push them collard greens

Choppa on the floor pistol on the coach

Hood rich so I never had a bank account

Junkies going in junkies going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Money kinda short but we can work it out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House

Bricks going in, Bricks going out

Made a hundred tho (usand) In My Trap House