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letra de please stop speaking - cochise

[intro]
yo’, cochise, a weh dem a seh?

[verse]
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (yeah)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shut up)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shut up)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shut up)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shh)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shh)
these n-ggas talkin’ too much (shut up)

[verse 1]
i took the shawty for lunch
shawty she call me a (shut up, shut up)
i told her put her lil’ b-tt up
walk on the block with a gun up
n-gga they know to get bun up
no, i’m not talkin to devils
i’m in new york with some buddas
i got your girl with my buddas (hee)
go to the max (hee)
bringing it back (hee)
thumb in her crack (yee)
baby, i’m back
these n-ggas ain’t rats
they caught in a trap
i pull up and blatt (blatt)
these n-ggas is cap
know that i’m with it
n-ggas is whack
no they not with it
baby, i’m tired, give me a minute
i see the bag, i gotta get it
n-ggas is mad, ’cause they ain’t did it
if i’m not working i’m serving some crack
shorty she pull up and she throwin’ it back
i’m getting money i doubled my racks
[interlude]
haahaa, yeah, yeah
yeah
baby, i’m
yeah
n-gga stop talking when i’m like
like n-gga i’m recording stop talking
hold on i got, i got a yeah like
baby, i’m
hold on right here
ok, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
baby, i’m back
promise it’s facts
she see racks
she comin’ back
booty look fat
gave her the dap
i’m allergic to rats
i’m allergic to cats
i’m allergic to n-ggas who always be lyin’
i’m allergic to n-ggas who not even tryin’
i’m allergic to stupid ass fruit like papaya
i’m allergic to n-ggas who can’t check the tide
my shawty be callin’ me useless, d-mn (d-mn)
these n-ggas be hatin’ eustace, d-mn (these n-ggas be hatin like, d-mn)
i pull in the coup and it’s roofless (d-mn)
if i punch you i’m leaving you toothless (d-mn)
hee, you n-ggas not really gon’ slide
hee, i told her to hop in the ride
hee, got g-o-d all on my side
hee, i ain’t even sell my soul
hee, i’m thanking god that i’m alive
hee, n-ggas ain’t really outside
hee, you n-ggas you pull up and hide
i really done did it, i really done did it
she pull up and split, then give me a minute, then me and my n-ggas
i pull up and she make me [?]
if you give me a midget i promise i’ll hit it
i ain’t got no shame in my gang ’cause i’m wit it
you callin’ her sunny
i brought me a honey
and bounce like a bunny
i get me some money

- cochise

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