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letra de 100k - coolee bravo

[verse – coolee bravo]
before i leave crib i bedazzle the uzi
rhinestones on the mac 11 now it’s a cutie
aye goofy, shut the f-ck up talkin to a n-gga that’s above you
won’t shake yo hand or hug you, p-ssy i don’t love you
these colored dreads, skinny jeans, xanny ass n-ggas
i’m a gang bangin, bogus ass, ashy ass n-gga
all the ugly b-tches always callin me ‘misogynist’
i thought b-tches like massages so hoe what the problem is?
my name coolee the spanish hitta named julio
my latin king vatos keep the choppas in the studio
i was in the trap cuttin cocaine with baby powder
and sellin dope at my baby momma’s baby shower

[chorus – coolee bravo]
hunnid racks, hunnid chains, hummus bands, hoe. (right)
trynna run them hunnids up humid grand, hoe. (right)
n-ggas wanna talk down when i’m not around (right)
but when i’m in you n-ggas town (shhh!) not a sound
cause i’m the mothaf-ckin man, shorty, yes i am
i got a motherf-ckin plan if you with the scam. (what up?)
i’m the mothaf-ckin man, shorty, yes i am
i got a motherf-ckin plan if you with the scam. (what up?)
[verse 2 – izaya the god]
before i leave the crib i grab a bottle of whiskey
can’t no b-tch raise her voice at me
i’ll knock yo head off don’t tempt me
ain’t no n-gga gon hit me, shoot me, or go up against me
we don’t do battles we go to war don’t touch no one that’s with me cause n-gga we ride with k’s [?] 9s and traes
all of my n-ggas they pump that bass and ready to pump ya base
gun in ya face
p-ssy don’t touch her waist or we get it jumpin today
f-ck did i say? n-ggas don’t listen so we get to push yo sh-t back like an album okay?
these n-ggas really p-ssy you could call em trannies once i blam yo sh-t then damage sh-t then i go to you family
pop-pop yo daddy then i might just run up in yo granny
i ain’t even gotta do it i pull strings like a hammy
i got white b-tches that don’t like b-tches
i got black b-tches that attack b-tches
i got ‘rican b-tches that be sneakin’ b-tches
i love all my b-tches except the fat b-tches
f-ck them hoes i don’t care a bit
i’m misogynist and a massage therapist
i share it b-tch but you gotta cut a check doe respect is earned so no i don’t respect hoes

- coolee bravo

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