New Booth
Cooli Cuhh
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Rolling up John wick smoking on kill Get hot like a pepper you play with my bills Don't got on no cleats but I'm still in the field No watermark that mean you niggas ain't real I'll shoot at a bitch a something like buddy heild My brudda like metal he packing the steel I want it I cop it I don't got to steal Said cooli so cold that I give her the chills She eat it like pudding my dick in a snack pack Don't go to school but I keep me backpack F*ck niggas lying I'm tired of the rap cap Me and myself only know where the stash at Weed is too good way too good I can't pass that Gave me the head now she throwing that ass back Talking that shit get you put in a trash bag Pretty and tatted oh I got to have that Way Too complex I can't f*ck with a basic bitch Try to flex on me you know we gone take your shit Focused on guap so you know I can't chase a bitch Brudda been pimping he taught me to break a bitch Really impatient no time for the waiting shit Got to protect it I won't let you take it bitch Fucking your bitch and she Calling you baby dick Dare Devil cooli you know imma take a risk Aye, I just got some head in the new booth Cut off my old bitch got me a new boo Niggas don't like the way me and the crew move White folks mad cause I'm whipping a new coupe Aye, get killed if you step on my new shoes These niggas old bitch I'm King of the new school Feeling like Kuzco got me a new groove Give me the option I'm winning and you lose Aye, I stay with my dog like he Steve and I'm blues clues Give him his bitch back her pussy was too loose Pour up a deuce bitch I'm sipping on pimp juice Call me a goose like I'm Boosie I get loose Bitch I been tripping pour lean in my apple juice Made him surrender white flag in his hand for truce Owe me then pay me don't gimme no fake excuse Bitch I'm a dog of the chain I ain't breaking loose These niggas be lemons on God they be sour I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power I Run my own business f*ck paid by the hour Bitch I got the courage you niggas some cowards Yeah Cooli a florist make niggas push flowers I'm tryna go to Paris get head on the tower These niggas washed up leave him dead in the shower I step like a general I got man power I'm Rocking her ship something like mayflower You might got some gas it ain't better than ours I Pop me addy and f*ck for some hours I hop in sport mode you can feel the horsepower Walk in the room I'm the man of the hour I wet him with bullets I gave him a shower Connected like WiFi and don't got a router I don't sell dope so I gave him some flour
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