paroles de chanson Cootie Shot - Kane Smego

Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not

Circle circle dot dot, now I got my cootie shot
It's a coup-de-tat, I'm a Dirty rascal rising to the top
Give the King of the Castle red carpets, Fruit Rollin' out By the Foot
You can try to jack it, my pencil's sharpened, I wish you would!
Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish, how many pieces do you wish?
Got snacks on snacks coming straight from the Alps, my Rolls are Swiss
And I don't ever mind sharing, but I saved the last one for Sharon
So you can't have the shit, she said I'm all that and a bag of chips
Meet me after P.E. by the big tree, finna hit that bully hard
Get the BG's when he sees me wit the dream team, up on that boulevard
Knee deep in this concrete since peewee, even though I don't look the part
Always scrapped with the preteens that were teasing to hide my sensitive heart
Johnny shot the camel and the camel went boom, the whole playground's exploding
I'ma build a squad wit the outcasts, and the kids that never get chosen
So slide your toes in, double your knots, tie up your sneaker strings
Put your feet up in the circle my dawg, ready up we picking teams!

Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not
Freeze tag or that beats fast, I'm a cheetah raised on that grassland
Pencil break with my #2, I'ma be the Bane to your Batman
Bloody knuckles I'ma damage your backhand
Finna hustle with the candy in my backpack
When there's slushy all in my cup, then there's brain freeze in my CAT scan

Teacher Teacher, can't ya see!?
Got a mind like a 4th grade diplomat
Got in trouble when I talked in the back
What's the cost on the tag of the gift of gab
When I made it to the Big Leagues, was imperative that they paid us
I was still reminiscing, on the origins of my cadence
Started on the monkey bars, like American Gladiators
I was dropping monkey bars, and embarassing all the hatas
Eenie, meenie, miny, moe... better get on my squad
See me, hear me, try me, no... you don't wanna get got!

Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
No way, no how, absolutely not
Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not