Lyrics Flip - Cootie

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One flip two flip three flip five
It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and
All them bitches mine
Got a habit fell in love with wocky
Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)
Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09
One flip two flip three flip five
It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and
All them bitches mine
Got a habit fell in love with wocky
Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)
See that look up in my eyes I feel like this all the time
Overdose I’m dropped from head to toe
This come from serving bows
My cartel come from Mexico (damn)
We gt em in and sell em whol (let goo)
Moving weight like Pablo
But serving Js like come n go (damn)
Ah meet u at the corner Sto (yeah)
Or take risk and hit the road (let goo)
Money cars clothes & bows
Kno that’s jus how Cootie rollI done ran thru plenty homes
And hoes but now I’m on the road (we is)
Gucci shoes designer stores sauced up f***ing model h***
Wrist and neck on froze I got clientele from cross the globe
Trapped out like the 80s
Bitches on me like I made it
Hood rich before I signed a deal
Before I joined a label I been serving so much white girl
They probably think I racial
Put on gloves before I touch it
Well connected like I’m cable
One flip two flip three flip five
It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and
All them bitches mine
Got a habit fell in love with wocky
Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)
Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09
One flip two flip three flip five
It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and
All them bitches mine
Got a habit fell in love with wocky
Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)
See that look up in my eyes I feel like this all the time
Pushing weight like planet fitness
Get em in and move em quickly
I’m the one that flood the city wit it
Make the city chilly
Prices low I’m trapping hard
They prolly think ah nigga silly
How he get em cross the broader
All in order nothing missing
Trapping trapping trapping
This shit here became a habit
These lil niggas out here capping
Like they having but they average
Came from nothing I’m that youngin
I remember being abandon (damn)
Told myself that I’m a man
And all the business imma handle it (Sosa)
Now it’s one rack two racks three racks
Four I was wrestling with a O before I ever
Touched a bow
Now I get em by the dozen what you want
At 24 (Kobe)
I was broke now I’m up
And I can buy a nigga h**
One flip two flip three flip five
It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and
All them bitches mine
Got a habit fell in love with wocky
Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)
Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09