paroles de chanson Cologne - Ytdakidstupid

Somebody tell me why she talk to me
I got no time for that bullshit oweee
Smoking my gas and I'm talking good weed
I smoke that backwood you know that's a leaf
I got them traps like I'm talking home alone
I got that good dick she can't leave me lone
Don't want her money cause I got my own
She said what's that smell kush is my cologne

Sit in the back bitch like you Rosa Parks
Lil ass nigga go in before dark
That bitch beg for money but ain't got no job
He showing to much that's how niggas get rob
She wanna eat the dick corn on the cob
Lil mama to nasty I like how she slob
I fucked up her weave then I gave her a bob
I deactivate them pages like I'm tom
Yeah yeah I said yea yea
Wonder yeah I'm bout my bread
Bitch don't give 2 fucks yea yea
Stack it up yea yea
Rolling that sticky and I don't have no seeds
Planting dick in her Johnny Appleseed
I can't fuck with squares don't even watch tv
I don't want yo hoe what she can do for me
I feel like Mike Jack beat it beat it beat
I don't like them rats but I love the cheese
Coughing like I got corona when I smoke this weed
She take a mouth full sun flower seeds
Orville redenbacher ain't got shit on her
Why you say that cause she gone make it pop
You gotta ketchup no tater tots
Go get that money fuck chasing them thots
Can't you feel all the joy when you chasing them knots
Her body on go but her mind on park
I know this sound crazy when I say this here
I want my money to have the diarrhea
Stay to myself my nigga I'm a lone wolf
Me in the club nigga that's rare
She wanna jump on my rides like a fair
She gotta wait like it's healthcare
Bitch I'm so high I'm talking up there
I'm feel like sugar talking with the hands
I'll hit you with two I bet you leave your stance
If that doesn't work my feet will get romantic
If I get them panties Ima make her panic
I'm fucking with Rose like I'm Jack off Titanic
Remember them days I use to want a Grammy
I feel like I'm Sosa Yeah I'm talking Sammy
Magicians ain't shit on me how I vanish
I really put hits together like a Sandmich

Somebody tell me why she talk to me
I got no time for that bullshit oweee
Smoking my gas and I'm talking good weed
I smoke that backwood you know that's a leaf
I got them traps like I'm talking home alone
I got that good dick she can't leave me lone
Don't want her money cause I got my own
She said what's that smell kush is my cologne