Trap Lord

[Hook] Everybody going to this cocaine castle You'll probably see your reverend at this cocaine castle Pimps and prostitutes at this cocaine castle Doctors in their suits at this cocaine castle Babies in they pampers at this cocaine castle Crying wit

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] A$AP Ferg, Waka Flocka [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Some say I'm possessed, that's why Christ on my chest I'm from the Southside so I throw up the S Disrespect, I lay you to rest Boy you ass, you softer than breast Bloody m

Fergivicious - A$AP Ferg Yeah, a lot of you people look at me like "Who the fuck this nigga think he is?" Lord Ferg the Second, the Fergenstein All the trap lordians stand up, yeah Hi! I'm Fergivicious To a bunch of bitches man, I'm Fergieliciou

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Short nigga but my dick tall What I told your bitch dog Only thug nigga down at the Pitchfork Dirty van bitches wanna suck my dick off Pop a Xany 'fore her panty get to hit floor Run up in this shit raw I got a girl, I ain't neve

[Hook] Let me sing my song, if you feel this shit, mothafucka sing along It's the Hood Pope, chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Young Trap Lord, feel your pain, I be down for my people Drinking Jesus juice, jeans hang low, red rubies and the gol

I ain't never had shit Not a pot to piss Window to throw it out of Sherm got me high get your ass in the shower Took one pull, shit told her it wasn't sour Hit a double drum chant getting louder (chant getting louder) Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an ho

[Verse One] They told me West got robbed (Damn) Where the f**k them n****s be at They took the chain up off his neck I heard the mac started running laps Oh, what the f**k are they goin' to do that My n***a got stuffed he didn't want to view that I h

[Intro: A$AP Yams] Trap Lord season begins, now repent your sins This Yamborghini on the motherfuckin' check-in You know I had to hang-glide through for this one You know, we at the all-star game right now Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade aways from

[Verse:] Her hands all on my fade, b***h pop that a** in the coup That b***h got Lisa Leslie money, she balling, Cheryl Swoops She keep rubbing her nose, I can tell she wanna snoop That coke make my d**k numb, she put it all in her glutes Feel like B

[Intro: A$AP Ferg] I gotta close the window before I record Cause New York don't know how to be quiet [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers But really though, she a silly ho Cause yo