Fetty Wap - Trap Queen - Karaoke Version from Zoom Karaoke

This karaoke version has been produced by Zoom Karaoke and the recording rights are owned and controlled by Zoom Entertainments Limited - Song lyrics: R-G-F PRODUCTION REMY BOYZ, YEAH SEVENTEEN-THIRTY-EIGHT, EH I’M LIKE, HEY, WHAT’S UP, HELLO SIT YOUR PRETTY ASS SOON AS YOU CAME IN THE DOOR I JUST WANNA CHILL GOT A SACK FOR US TO ROLL MARRIED TO THE MONEY INTRODUCED HER TO MY STOVE SHOWED HER HOW TO WHIP IT NOW SHE REMIXIN’ FOR LOW SHE MY TRAP QUEEN LET HER HIT THE BANDO WE BE COUNTIN’ UP WATCH HOW FAR THEM BANDS GO WE JUST SET A GOAL TALKIN’ MATCHIN’ LAMBOS AT FIFTY-SIX A GRAM FIVE A HUNDRED GRAMS THOUGH MAN, I SWEAR I LOVE HER HOW SHE WORK THE DAMN POLE HIT THE STRIP CLUB WE BE LETTIN’ BANDS GO EVERYBODY HATIN’ WE JUST CALL THEM FANS THOUGH IN LOVE WITH THE MONEY I AIN’T EVER LETTIN’ GO AND I GET HIGH WITH MY BABY I JUST LEFT THE MALL I’M GETTIN’ FLY WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I BE IN THE KITCHEN COOKIN’ PIES WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I JUST LEFT THE MALL I’M GETTIN’ FLY WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I BE IN THE KITCHEN COOKIN’ PIES I HIT THE STRIP WITH MY TRAP QUEEN ’CAUSE ALL WE KNOW IS BANDS I JUST MIGHT SNATCH A FERRARI AND BUY MY BOO A LAMB’ I JUST MIGHT SNATCH HER A NECKLACE DROP A COUPLE ON A RING SHE AIN’T WANTIN’ FOR NOTHIN’ BECAUSE I GOT HER EVERYTHIN’ IT’S BIG ZOO-WAP ON THE BANDO REMIND ME WHERE I CAN’T GO REMY BOYZ GOT THE STAMP THOUGH COUNT UP HELLA THEM BANDS THOUGH BUT HOW FAR CAN YOUR BANDS GO FETTY WAP I’M LIVIN’ FIFTY-THOUSAND-K HOW I STAND THOUGH IF YOU CHECKIN’ THROUGH MY POCKETS, I’M LIKE AND I GET HIGH WITH MY BABY I JUST LEFT THE MALL I’M GETTIN’ FLY WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I BE IN THE KITCHEN COOKIN’ PIES WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I JUST LEFT THE MALL I’M GETTIN’ FLY WITH MY BABY YEAH... AND I CAN RIDE WITH MY BABY I BE IN THE KITCHEN COOKIN’ PIES I’M LIKE, HEY, WHAT’S UP, HELLO SIT YOUR PRETTY ASS SOON AS YOU CAME IN THE DOOR I JUST WANNA CHILL GOT A SACK FOR US TO ROLL MARRIED TO THE MONEY INTRODUCED HER TO MY STOVE SHOWED HER HOW TO WHIP IT NOW SHE REMIXIN’ FOR LOW SHE MY TRAP QUEEN LET HER HIT THE BANDO WE BE COUNTIN’ UP WATCH HOW FAR THEM BANDS GO WE JUST SET A GOAL TALKIN’ MATCHIN’ LAMBOS FIFTY-SIX A GRAM FIVE A HUNDRED GRAMS THOUGH MAN, I SWEAR I LOVE HER HOW SHE WORK THE DAMN POLE HIT THE STRIP CLUB WE BE LETTIN’ BANDS GO EVERYBODY HATIN’ WE JUST CALL THEM FANS THOUGH IN LOVE WITH THE MONEY I AIN’T EVER LETTIN’ GO I BE SMOKIN’ DOPE AND YOU KNOW BACKWOODS, WHAT I ROLL REMY BOY, FETTY EATIN’ S##T UP THAT’S FO’ SURE I’LL RUN IN YOUR HOUSE THEN I’LL F##K YOUR HOE ’CAUSE REMY BOYZ OR NOTHIN’ RE-RE-REMY BOYZ OR NOTHIN’ YEAH YEAH, YOU HEAR MY BOY SOUNDIN’ LIKE A ZILLION BUCKS ON A TRACK I GOT WHATEVER ON MY BOY WHATEVER PUT YOUR MONEY WHERE YOUR MOUTH IS MONEY ON THE WOOD MAKE THE GAME GO GOOD MONEY OUT OF SIGHT ’CAUSE FIGHTS PUT UP OR SHUT UP HUH, NITT DA GRIT, HUH R-G-F PRODUCTIONS SSS... QUAW