Trap Goddess

[Hook]

She look like religion no video vixen

She a trap goddess trapping she got me in some kind of prison

I know she know she bad Ain't such an angel it ain't so convincing

Worship her cat like a nigga was ancient Egyptian

[Verse 1: Bruce Bayne]

I think she had things too in common

Cleopatra to a king Tutankhamen

Modern day Pocahontas in a Polk a dotted

Dress invaded her province like a young John smith

Fuck the drunk nonsense I get high with her

She live in the clouds need a ride to work

Right away I wanna spend my life with her

Do a honey moon no where by the earth

Why the fuck not

You save yourself for marriage

But you can't save your marriages and go pay for therapy

, half black part white Native American

Swear she got it all she a haven of heritage

Yal still saving the dames in distress why you acting so dazed and confused

No praying for these niggas they praying for these bitches and they can improve

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Bruce Bayne]

I think I know what my type is, gotta be a goddess like Isis

She the one I don't do that for five shit

Had her first on that before Christ shit

Capricorn born not capably acting right

Don't wanna see kids but she see the sunrise after night

Is she from heaven should I ask her bout afterlife

Love affairs in the air Dionysus Aphrodite

African queen and then she seem so spacey

Drop from the sky the gods must be crazy

She all into me lately and straight through my chakras not shocked that she calling me baby

Not shy she confident, what i tell her so confidential

Her body a statue approximate told you that ass was that monumental

Skin is vanilla and chocolate caramel goddess so tasteful

She just a protestant probably that's why I've Been keeping so faithful

She a prototype like her race is some aryan mixed with some ancient Samarian

Keep it so good like samaritans

No body came close in comparison

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