| Thousand dollar jeans with a hundred more stacks in 'em
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| Every nigga on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em
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| Or I used to trap with 'em
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| I got real Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a trap nigga
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| And we ain’t fuckin' with you rat niggas
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| Heard they talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
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| Back where the Sun never shines
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| They let Meek Milly back home just in time
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| Look at their faces, now I got the paper
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| Now they don’t remember when I had to grind
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| She fell in love with the CoCo
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| She got on Chanel and Manolo
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| And we out Dubai at the boat show
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| Rollin' dice on the yacht, screamin', «YOLO»
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| It’s my lituation like Loso
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| And my situation an off shore
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| And I give her head like she Ocho Cinco
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| Draggin' my mink like I’m loco
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| You mad at me, but she chose though
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| How you get mad 'bout my old ho?
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| 2015, I do rose gold
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| Cause I’m in the field just like Rose but sellin' them Os though
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| (What you done it with?)
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| Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
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| (Who you runnin' with?)
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| It’s the Chasers and we’re takin' over
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| (How you spittin' that shit?)
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| Whip it through the glass, nigga
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| Buy a hundred bottles and put 'em on my tab, nigga
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| I’m in love with the coco
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| I’m in love with the coco
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| I got it for the low, low
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| I’m in love with the coco
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| Ridin' through the city with a check on me
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| Ridin' through the hood with a TEC on me
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| 28 make it double, I ain’t ever try to cuddle
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| So explain why these mothafuckas slept on me
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| 8 ball 'til I reach me a kilo
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| Made enough then I went to see Rico
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| Paid in full, if you actin' like Rico
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| I’ma tie him up, tape his ass like Maaco
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| Hundred round clip in the mothafuckin' TEC
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| Catch a hot 9, 7 when his ass wanna flex
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| High school, got off on a nigga with the whopper
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| 12k for my pistol in a fuckin' dishwasher
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| One hit wonder, yeah that’s a fact
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| Hit his ass 'til the police wonder where I’m at
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| Made so much money off this goddamn song
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| Still get in your ass like a goddamn thong
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| Coco Puffs, yeah that’s for the kids
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| Stop tryna act like you don’t know what it is
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| Bakin' soda ain’t cut me no check
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| If they don’t, I’ma show them mothafuckas what an arm and hammer is
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| Everybody know I’m in love with the coke
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| My ex bitch took a young nigga for a joke
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| If a nigga got a problem then he gon' get smoked
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| I’ma squeeze and I’m out like I parked too close
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| Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
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| Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
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| Whip it through the glass, nigga
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| I’m blowin' money fast, nigga
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| I say I run my town like Puffy, bitch
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| Units in the duffel
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| They like, «Why the fuck he never got indicted?»
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| I guess I’m lucky, bitch
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| I ain’t playin' 'bout this nine
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| I will shoot this bitch up like I’m Shyne
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| Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony Romo
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| Duct tape triple black, that’s that ocho
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| What if I told you bicycle with a logo
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| And got 'em in the air bag of the Volvo
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| Snow God in the kitchen, they call that boy Zeus
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| And if that shit weighin' up then that’s that Bruce Bruce
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| And if them tires losin' pressure, that’s that low pro
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| If that’s the case, you gotta whip it slow mo
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| I got yellow boxes everywhere
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| This is Arm & Hammer everywhere
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| Dropped a 9, got a half, nigga
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| We gon' need some bigger bags, nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song CoCo , by - O.T. Genasis. Song from the album CoCo: The Global Remixes, in the genre Танцевальная музыка