paroles de chanson TaKe tWo - Co Cash

Woo
This that real Memphis shit
(Yay, yay, yay, yay)
Ahh shit

I just bought a watch, could've went and got a Jag
2019 audemar paper tags
Walk around wit 50 thousand in a Louis bag
And a fully automatic in a Jimmy Choo-e bag
But that's just for protection, I don't say that shit to brag
Been quiet for a minute, let me turn it up a tad
Baby like "boy, what's ya name?" bitch, I'm happy that you asked
Yeah my first name Co, but my last name Cash
Hoe you must thought I was stupid
Wun you susie choozie all in my DM like a groupie
Yea lil bitch I saw ya message, don't mean to be messy
But didn't take the time out to view it
Told dat lil bitch don't confuse it
I don't want the coochie
Because she might gimme the cooties
You say you don't want no scrub
But lil hoe you a scrub and you cannot be down bad and boujee
Shawty say I'm rude, she don't like my attitude
VV diamond rocks on my ear is solitude
Niggas cuffin' thots, never been that kind of dude
Taught you niggas how to pop shit, gimme gratitude
Keep a fully loaded Glock
Sorry this is not a prop
Pull off in a brand new drop
Runnin from the county cops
I been chasing after gwap
Fast nigga chop chop
She keep tryna fuck, told her stop, gimme slop top
Shut up yeen talking about a thing, fuck a nigga mean
Red bottom runners, I got em killed and then fleed the scene
Blunt of marijuana, think I'm finished fuckin wit da lean
Reminiscing, I was wit da shit when I was 17
Got a brand new crib and brand new whip in 2017
My lil bitch gettin thicker, she been sippin on amphetamine
My lil nigga grippin on the metal like he wetter things
I'ma be a boss and put my people on the better things
Lenny by Louis Vuitton
I put my bitch in levon
Big drip coming in by the ton
Just got in import from Milan
Hunnit-k just on my diamonds
Young nigga flexing and shining
Dese niggas nickel and diamond
Racks on me way before signing
How you gone hate on the low, pillow talk to the hoe
But be sweet when you see me in public
I'm under one fifty but I just keep snackin' on digits
My pockets gettin' swollen and chubby
Ain't no mo shopping at Kroger, designer my groceries
And Fendi kicks walking through publix
I do not show up for free
So they dropped off a fee
If you see me and my niggas clubbin'
Took a nigga salary and spent it on my teeth
Never been a fuck nigga, never been a thief
Always been the goat, bitch I never been the sheep
Fuckin on this cash, makin' love between the sheets
Taught myself to never show no signs of the weak
I do what I want at anytime of the week
If this shit ain't beneficial I don't wanna speak
Bitch I'm really 'bout my business so I keep it brief
(Ya, ya)
(Ya, yeah)
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