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letra de coochie freestyle 2 - emilio coochie

coochie freestyle 2 lyrics
[verse]
stay with the drip like a nasal (uh)
got a hot box, no cable (no cable)
p-ssy get wet like the naval
i ain’t karlie redd but i’m shakin’ the table (shake)
oh, you went back to old flames? (hmm)
both of y’all b-tches so lame (lame)
me and them boys ain’t the same
new b-tch p-ssy grip good, wood grain (ooh)
b-tches acting like they want smoke but it be nicotine (nicotine)
came through drippin’ like a b-tch was on the swimming team (drip, drip)
life is so good, it got me feelin’ like this is a dream
b-tches on my d, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the vitamin
ayo, f-ck my ex (f-ck you, b-tch), no, not quanell
me and you was besties like nikki parker and andell
poppin’ bottles in the club, big money, top shelf
whole time you was a jackass, johnny knoxville
ass clappin’ like a sitcom
al-qaeda flow, i been bomb
go stupid in the p-ssy, nimrod
iced out yellow chain like bart simpson
h-town, born and raised, enron (yeah)
get more top than abe lincoln
stylist put my mink on
why you with me if you got a ring on? (ooh)
givin’ b-tches the blues (hey), no crip though
i said, “i want cash,” but i’ll still take the crypto (yeah)
bad b-tch wanna f-ck, ditto (ditto)
big fat ass full of crisco
mexican, beaner, pinto
eastside, h-town, stay in jacinto, uh
tossin’ a fruit salad got me feelin’ like a wiggle
readin’ b-tches, no kindle
a little bit crazy but i am not sybil
bald-head p-ss, tom riddle
got so many bars, i got full signal
i am bi and bilingual
house full of b-tches, cruella deville
don’t you ask ’bout my finance, w-w-wit’ yo’ fine ass
don’t you get to actin’ up before i throw this wine glass (b-tch)
hold up, pause, rewind that (huh)
let me, let me dial back (yeah)
shut your stupid lyin’ ass
b-tch, i want my time back (uh)
chain froze, i need a cardigan
give gucci my cardigan
i’m blessed thanks to my guardians
my haters are my partisans
i’m toppin’ and you bottoming
got your legs shaking like parkinson’s
the streets talkin’, they gossiping
i’m that b-tch, ho, let’s not pretend
[outro]
i think i’m good
i f-cking love the end, haha
i think i’m good
it was giving, um, hold up, hahahaha

- emilio coochie

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