Pop Trunk Wave Lyrics
| Song | Pop Trunk Wave |
| Artist | Trae Tha Truth |
| Album | Restless |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
| Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
| H-Town representing, | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click You in here, with | |
| Trae the Truth mayn | |
| I had to take em back, on this one | |
| We gon throw this back for | |
| P-A-T, and | |
| DJ Screw Mafio and | |
| Gator, it's finna go down round here | |
| You know we just getting started, | |
| Asshole By | |
| Nature [Trae:] | |
| They know | |
| I'm here to bring it gangsta, when | |
| I'm sitting on something glass | |
| I'm original | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click, I don't believe in moving fast | |
| Catch me tipping on fo' 4's, with my trunk open and close | |
| Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
| I pull up in suicide do's 400 dollar loc's on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
| And I'm well acquainted with | |
| Johnny, bitch | |
| I'm shining in the | |
| South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
| I'm to the good | |
| Not only because | |
| I'm strapped, but | |
| I kept it real with the hood | |
| So it's understood, when | |
| I pull out that block in the line | |
| You see me rolling, with the top down | |
| Thinking how | |
| I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
| Like I'm fresh out of | |
| Jack, in a drop that got sprayed [Hook x4: Fat Pat] | |
| Just-just, got paid | |
| Pop-pop, trunk wave [Trae:] | |
| It ain't no explaining off top, | |
| Trae fin to shine on em | |
| If you ain't holding, move out the way while | |
| I recline on em | |
| I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
| I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
| I'm pulling up knocking | |
| I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
| D-Boy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
| We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
| Tex' A '94 version of | |
| Pat, now who the next to plex | |
| They ain't gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
| A.B.N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
| And I'm the truth, if you don't like it come and see me homie | |
| And if you doubt it, | |
| I can make you where you believe me homie [Hook x4] [Trae] | |
| In a wide body, and | |
| I'm sitting so thoed | |
| Fresh set of glass, so | |
| I'm hogging up the road | |
| Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
| So I threw in a throwback | |
| Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
| I'm in a zone | |
| I boss when | |
| I floss, riding for the set | |
| And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
| And I bet that you gon respect it, 'fore it damage ya mayn | |
| Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
| And that's the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
| G 'fore he click | |
| And I dropped the top the same time, | |
| I dropped the kit | |
| And for the hate, | |
| I still swang and | |
| I swang and | |
| I swang to the left | |
| Pop my trunk, yep-yep-yep-yeeep [Hook x16] |
| zuo qu : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
| Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
| HTown representing, | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click You in here, with | |
| Trae the Truth mayn | |
| I had to take em back, on this one | |
| We gon throw this back for | |
| PAT, and | |
| DJ Screw Mafio and | |
| Gator, it' s finna go down round here | |
| You know we just getting started, | |
| Asshole By | |
| Nature Trae: | |
| They know | |
| I' m here to bring it gangsta, when | |
| I' m sitting on something glass | |
| I' m original | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click, I don' t believe in moving fast | |
| Catch me tipping on fo' 4' s, with my trunk open and close | |
| Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
| I pull up in suicide do' s 400 dollar loc' s on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
| And I' m well acquainted with | |
| Johnny, bitch | |
| I' m shining in the | |
| South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
| I' m to the good | |
| Not only because | |
| I' m strapped, but | |
| I kept it real with the hood | |
| So it' s understood, when | |
| I pull out that block in the line | |
| You see me rolling, with the top down | |
| Thinking how | |
| I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
| Like I' m fresh out of | |
| Jack, in a drop that got sprayed Hook x4: Fat Pat | |
| Justjust, got paid | |
| Poppop, trunk wave Trae: | |
| It ain' t no explaining off top, | |
| Trae fin to shine on em | |
| If you ain' t holding, move out the way while | |
| I recline on em | |
| I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
| I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
| I' m pulling up knocking | |
| I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
| DBoy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
| We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
| Tex' A ' 94 version of | |
| Pat, now who the next to plex | |
| They ain' t gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
| A. B. N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
| And I' m the truth, if you don' t like it come and see me homie | |
| And if you doubt it, | |
| I can make you where you believe me homie Hook x4 Trae | |
| In a wide body, and | |
| I' m sitting so thoed | |
| Fresh set of glass, so | |
| I' m hogging up the road | |
| Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
| So I threw in a throwback | |
| Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
| I' m in a zone | |
| I boss when | |
| I floss, riding for the set | |
| And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
| And I bet that you gon respect it, ' fore it damage ya mayn | |
| Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
| And that' s the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
| G ' fore he click | |
| And I dropped the top the same time, | |
| I dropped the kit | |
| And for the hate, | |
| I still swang and | |
| I swang and | |
| I swang to the left | |
| Pop my trunk, yepyepyepyeeep Hook x16 |
| zuò qǔ : Hawkins, Jefferson, Thompson | |
| Yeah, they finna have a problem on this one mayn | |
| HTown representing, | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click You in here, with | |
| Trae the Truth mayn | |
| I had to take em back, on this one | |
| We gon throw this back for | |
| PAT, and | |
| DJ Screw Mafio and | |
| Gator, it' s finna go down round here | |
| You know we just getting started, | |
| Asshole By | |
| Nature Trae: | |
| They know | |
| I' m here to bring it gangsta, when | |
| I' m sitting on something glass | |
| I' m original | |
| Screwed Up | |
| Click, I don' t believe in moving fast | |
| Catch me tipping on fo' 4' s, with my trunk open and close | |
| Them haters gon kill theyself, when | |
| I pull up in suicide do' s 400 dollar loc' s on my face, with diamonds in my mouth | |
| And I' m well acquainted with | |
| Johnny, bitch | |
| I' m shining in the | |
| South No need to watch out for jackers, say homie | |
| I' m to the good | |
| Not only because | |
| I' m strapped, but | |
| I kept it real with the hood | |
| So it' s understood, when | |
| I pull out that block in the line | |
| You see me rolling, with the top down | |
| Thinking how | |
| I just got paid, pop trunk wave | |
| Like I' m fresh out of | |
| Jack, in a drop that got sprayed Hook x4: Fat Pat | |
| Justjust, got paid | |
| Poppop, trunk wave Trae: | |
| It ain' t no explaining off top, | |
| Trae fin to shine on em | |
| If you ain' t holding, move out the way while | |
| I recline on em | |
| I tend to get reckless, whenever my trunk get to rocking | |
| I rearrange the neighborhood, when | |
| I' m pulling up knocking | |
| I know these haters watching, but they bet not cross the line | |
| DBoy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind | |
| We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in | |
| Tex' A ' 94 version of | |
| Pat, now who the next to plex | |
| They ain' t gon like it, when they get a taste of | |
| A. B. N. Bubble lights, alligator insides yeah they gon hate me then | |
| And I' m the truth, if you don' t like it come and see me homie | |
| And if you doubt it, | |
| I can make you where you believe me homie Hook x4 Trae | |
| In a wide body, and | |
| I' m sitting so thoed | |
| Fresh set of glass, so | |
| I' m hogging up the road | |
| Diamonds on the wood, definition of gripping grain | |
| So I threw in a throwback | |
| Screw, and let that motherfucker bang | |
| I' m in a zone | |
| I boss when | |
| I floss, riding for the set | |
| And this paint that you see on this whip, is classified as wet | |
| And I bet that you gon respect it, ' fore it damage ya mayn | |
| Cause running off at the mouth, will get your car ran dead out the lane | |
| And that' s the bidness mayn, better respect a | |
| G ' fore he click | |
| And I dropped the top the same time, | |
| I dropped the kit | |
| And for the hate, | |
| I still swang and | |
| I swang and | |
| I swang to the left | |
| Pop my trunk, yepyepyepyeeep Hook x16 |
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