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  • Текст песни Cakes Da Killa - Keep It Coochie

    Исполнитель: Cakes Da Killa
    Название песни: Keep It Coochie
    Дата добавления: 02.06.2016 | 21:34:45
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    [Intro]

    [Verse 1]
    In coochie cutters no wonder these niggas mad at killa
    My temper tantrums and rantings book me trips in a villa
    Imported looks from a souq, designer cuts on the cooch
    I keep a cunt on the boost who drop the merch on the stoop
    These other queens need focus, cakey brews up potions
    Get my coin and I’m coasting, so my spot they be scoping
    Bitch I fear no equal - bad bitch no sequel
    Volume 1 was the preview - bitch, your style all fecal
    I belong in cathedrals, hay it’s killa killa
    The prima donna head momma, ain't no faggot come realer
    Since a minor cunt rhymer eating rappers for dinner
    And I be styling profiling hooded minks in the winter

    [Bridge]
    These niggas be really talking like they got it like that
    But I’m so fly and they can’t do it like that
    No ha wala, I gets it twocking like that
    They say cakey how you do it, keep it coochie nigga

    [Hook]
    Coochie [repeated]
    I keep it COOCHIE nigga [x2]
    My thick frame on lean no scoliosis
    I’m eating right, living good nigga no roaches
    Coochie [repeated]
    I keep it coochie nigga

    [Verse 2]
    You would think I was topping the way these faggots be flocking
    Jocking my ass and my johnson tighter than corsets and stockings
    And when I spit it’s a treat, Cakey: Top 5 elite
    One of the sickest MCs, ain’t gotta hear it from me
    I dropped my first EP now all my comp is deceased
    Keep a stud on my arm cause you know I’m a freak
    Started licking on my curves from my head to my feet
    He asked me how I eat the cakes I told him rinse and repeat
    He eating coochie, so I’ma keep it coochie nigga
    In the burbs cause you know I’m hella bougie nigga
    Posted up sun tanning in jacuzzis
    Niggas, why you at riis on the beach looking goofy nigga?
    Ugly bitches don’t like me, faggots wanna fight me
    I see why niggers hate me, I’m colder then a icey
    Mad ya hubby piped me, he tryna make me wifey
    Nigga dropping figures only in for the cocky
    Big bitch big dreams never on the suddle
    One night stand 'em never kiss and cuddle
    And if you got the beef my goonies stew it on the double
    And I treat these rap faggots like they motherfucking muggles

    [Bridge]

    [Hook]

    [Outro]
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