Ed Sheeran

Trap Queen

Ed Sheeran

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Trap Queen

	  		Intro:  
G#m   E   F#   C#sus2 

G#m   E   F#   C#sus2 
        

Verso 1: 
(C#sus2)                    G#m 
I'm like, "Hey, what up? Hello." 
            E                                  F# 
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door 
              C#sus2                      G#m 
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll 
        E                                  F# 
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove 
            C#sus2                              G#m 
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low 
        E                             F# 
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando 
      C#sus2                                 G#m 
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go 
        E                               F# 
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos 
    C#sus2                          G#m 
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though 
        E                                      F# 
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole 
        C#sus2                          G#m 
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go 
     E                                   F# 
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though 
        C#sus2                               E 
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go 


Hook: 
(E)   G#m 
  And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2                      E 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby 


Verso 2: 
        G#m                    E 
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands 
             F#              C#sus2 
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb' 
             G#m                    E 
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring 
          F#                            C#sus2 
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything 
        G#m               E 
And Iā??m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go 
     F#                         C#sus2 
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though 
    G#m 
How far can your bands go? 
E                                   F# 
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though 
C#sus2                                  E 
If you checking for my pockets I'm like 


Hook: 
(E)    G#m 
   And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2                      E 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby 


Verso 1: 
          G#m 
Like, "Hello." 
            E                                  F# 
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door 
              C#sus2                      G#m 
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll 
        E                                  F# 
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove 
            C#sus2                              G#m 
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low 
        E                             F# 
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando 
      C#sus2                                 G#m 
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go 
        E                               F# 
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos 
    C#sus2                          G#m 
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though 
        E                                      F# 
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole 
        C#sus2                          G#m 
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go 
     E                                   F# 
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though 
        C#sus2                               G#m 
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go 

(G#m) E                                      F# 
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll 
     C#sus2                             G#m     
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho 
         E                                F# 
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe 
     C#sus2 
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or 


Hook: 
E     G#m 
  And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2                      E 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I get high with my baby 
F#                        Bsus2                     E 
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
    G#m 
And I can ride with my baby 
F#                  Bsus2 
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby 

E  G#m   F#  Bsus2     E 
      1738,         1738 
G#m                     F# 
   Got a sack for us to roll 
Bsus2    E 
      1738 
		  

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