Testo Coochie Language - YN Jay
Testo della canzone Coochie Language (YN Jay), tratta dall'album Coochie Language - Single
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Hahaha
Nyah
Nyah, nyah
Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah
Nyah, nyah, nyah
Nyah, nyah, nyah
Damn
Got a Spanish— ah, fuck
Got a Spanish bitch, she know English, but— (Damn)
Got a Spanish bitch, she know English, but don't know Coochie Language
Bad bitch don't know how to dance, but her booty shaking
Bitch shakin' ass in the club, girl, your booty stankin'
Bitch need to wash that lil' cat, that lil' coochie stankin'
Walk in my crib, on my walls, you see coochie paintings
Big booty bitch shakin' ass, got the house movin'
Nigga keep slidin' on your crib, he can't stop movin'
Slide down on my enemies, got the opps movin'
Fell asleep off an eight of Wock', I can't stop droolin'
Damn, her head sloppy, wish I would've got the top sooner
Clean your block up, wish I would've bought the mop sooner
Ridin' 'round with a hundred— ah
Ridin' 'round with a hundred rounds, I won't stop shootin'
Bitch OD'd off— shh
Ayy, she won't stop shootin'
Knock a nigga whole street down, got the block movin'
Put this shit in place like Tetris, got the block movin'
Could've been made it to the top, I should havе dropped sooner
Dropped dirty on my last day of probation, should havе dropped sooner
Hundred band mans, hundred bands, that's a lot to you
You ain't had no money all week, that's a drought to you
You ain't had no power or no lights
You can't shit 'cause it was not tissue
You that nigga, mid-shootout, you gon' drop pistols
You that nigga always scared of beef, you gon' drop issues
Call my young dog work for NASA, he gon' drop missiles
I just want to fuck you, then I'm gone, I do not miss you
Bitch, stop sayin' we together, I am not with you
Baby, let me hit you from the side, I will not kiss you
Beatin' doonies down on South Beach, this time it was not breakin'
I can make you laugh— ah
I can make you laugh when I talk, but it do not tickle
Bitch, I am the Coochie Man— ah
Bitch, I am the Coochie Man, you better ask about me
Have my pill-head knock you off, he be Addy poppin'
I'll make a bitch set the play, she be addy droppin'
I just hit the mall with YN Q, he be Bally shoppin'
The bitch asked me who that at the door? That's my daddy knockin'
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Jaylein Cantrell
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