She all on my body, driving her crazy (yeah). She really really want me...got what I need, but I can’t chill with her yet though 🤷🏾♂️ I’m Saxing Trapping for the dough. Can’t take it, she feenin’ she want my sax to blow 🎷 cause, sweetie I just really gotta let you know, and girl I think that you are just too beautiful. I already knew about ya. That’s why I wrote this song about ya. You make me wanna say duhhhdaduhhh... Trapping on the Sax for you babe... you got me trapping on the sax for you...got-got me trapping on the sax fo you
You got me trapping on the sax for you..got got got got me trapping on the sax for you. You got me trapping on the sax for you..got got got me trapping on the sax for you
All on my body, ah ah ah all on my body, ah ah ah, All on my body, ah all on my body, all on my body, ah ah all on my body, ah ah ah all on my body, ah all on my body, (she say, she say, she say), all on my body....
She say I play with my band too much, okay..and I don't give her no time. Claim I don't wanna buss on her no more, okay...she say I rather buss a rhyme. She telling me love shoulda brought me home last night, well baby girl you gotta show me, (yep!) and my only reply is that I wouldn't blow my horn so much if when I'm home you'd blow me (wooo). See I be on ya mind, but I be on da grind chasing a check, check, check. and with you it's a gamble and I don't like the odds, I need a better bet, bet, bet. We supposed to be a team, chasing after rings, but you be acting like Westbrook. This ain't a good scene, this a bad read, I'm moving onto the next book. I thought you knew the deal but you be acting ill, but still I don't slack at all. I be with Phil chasing after mills, for real!!! I know you see the platinum plaques on the wall. Still got em woozy, that's why they be choosing, all we do is win win win, no losing. You make me need to vacate, that's why I be crusin, to all different islands, getting sleep, snoozing. So is you gone barbecue or mild dew, you gone uno out or you gone shake your dice. You done made me play dirty, normally I'm nice, won't be no wedding bells, we ain't throwing no rice. I rather go back to my zone, relax at home. I'll be stacking my stacks alone, I'll be trapping like a mouse on roam, and Phillip be trapping on the saxophone. Balla
You make me wanna say duhhhdaduhhh.....trapping on the Sax for you babe... you got me trapping on the sax for you...got-got me trapping on the sax fo you. You got me trapping on the sax for you..got got got got me trapping on the sax for you. You got me trapping on the sax for you..got got got me trapping on the sax for you
Trap Sax was written by James Boowie Murphy & KINGP.
Trap Sax was produced by James Boowie Murphy.