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cash cobain & chow lee - cash cobella chow cobizzy lyrics

[intro]
(and this beat from cash, not from youtube)

[verse 1 : cash cobain]
woah
that 808 808in’
these n+ggas think that i’m playin
that n+gga run down, with this choppa i’m sprayin
what else?
(b+tch ass n+gga what else?)
i see a thot i wanna play with
i see a thot i wanna lay with
i see a thot wanna f+ck on that b+tch yeah what else?
(b+tch ass n+gga what else?)
huh, baby i’m cash cobella (bella)
i get a bands no ella (ella)
i wanna sin no cinderella (rella)
(b+tch ass n+gga whatever)
you got a man, don’t tell him (tell him)
chocolate skin nutella (tella)
might as well hop in the b+tch woah better (woah better)
(what else?)
don’t start playin with me (slatt)
double i’m playin for keeps
i brung out the choppa i spray when i reach (slatt)
yeah, i brung out the choppa i spray whеn i reach (huh)
could be my b+tch for a week
let’s takе a vacation, just stay on the beach what else?
yeah, she call me slizzy, i call her miss slizzy (slatt)
don’t even know what it mizzy
i’m sippin this henny this sh+t got me dizzy what else?
(b+tch ass n+gga)
she know i’m friends with the block, on no kizzy (slatt)
she know i’m slizzy not slizzy
she know i streetch on that sh+t til it’s empty what else?
she like how i keep going
told her don’t stop keep blowing
i pass her to chow while she goin (yup)
[verse 1 : chow lee]
and my boots r.i.c.k owens
i got a glock with a 30 clip
i don’t give a f+ck if the front and the back door open
i got a thot she a crazy b+tch
she tried to f+ck on me then tried to f+ck my opponent
like what is you doin, i hate what you doin
i hate who you f+ckin, i hate who you screwin
they stealin the swag, they raping the swag
they f+ckin it up, man i hate what y’all doin
i f+cked on my ex
then i f+cked on my next
then i f+cked on my ex again
hate when i do it

who is you?
n+gga i’m chow cobizzy
if you want love baby girl kick city
where you at ? b+tch i’m in new york city
yeah, i mix the green with blues
i mix the grove street n+ggas with crippies (yup)
cash bang red like trippie
my b+tch bang queens like nicki (yup)

i could just read your mind (ok)
yeah, you wanna suck my ooh and i wanna beat your spine (alright)
yeah, i could just read your thoughts
you wanna feel in love and i wanna eat your heart
[outro : chow lee]
i could just read your thoughts
baby it’s chow cobizzy
it’s cash cobella
i bet you she let us

- cash cobain chow lee lyrics

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