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coot corleone – she mine too lyrics

(kalan frfr ):
cash roll
fire in this blunt
all these blues
baby shake it like a red nose
head toe shorty connect go
aye money on the floor yea
got some more send lil buddy to the store yea
i’m on a roll need ma shorty for my pole
walmart buyin bullets for my pole
can’t lie it’s a demon in her soul
got some s+m+n in her throat
go deep she don’t choke
all these chromes on my coat
vvs and water you and i can bring a boat
n+ggas say they sliding i dont pop it i just

(hook):
aye crew said give thesе hoes the booty thang
bring it in oh looh ya
sing like gеnuine but i talk sh+t like uncle luke
real corner boy i ain’t never shot no hoop
but i can teach you how to score just need a lil theraflu
n+ggas ain’t gone take it there cause we gone come take care of you
(hold on ) all that burberry they gone have to burry you
yea when they stop makin sticks who scared of who
oh that’s your b+tch yea well she mine too
(coot corleone):
sorry took yo b+tch lil dirty dude
if he tryna trip i’m known to act a fool
player sh+t
spending racks up in saks fifth
legit the crip
but your b+tch she call me c+cky coot
you mad i don’t love you i be f+ckin on you
you mad i don’t trust you i be hugging on you
i be ten toes down so i can’t fold on you
really talk about it i be bout it bout it
can you hold it down and make me proud about it
fendi store shopping loui v shopping
all this d+mn drip sitting in the closet
all these d+mn racks no safe deposit
diamond rings
had to put you in that foreign thang
new benz and and them forgiatos
push to start it’s a new model
ma lead the way n+ggas can’t follow
n+ggas pressured huh
me and kalan we for real they can’t f+ck with us
we got foreigns we got b+tches we got blue bucks
n+ggas clowns n+ggas fake so we can’t trust

i know they know
i rock they block and roll
yo boy don’t know
that his b+tch feeling on my rollie
(hook)
aye crew said give these hoes the booty thang
bring it in oh looh ya
sing like genuine but i talk sh+t like uncle luke
real corner boy i ain’t never shot no hoop
but i can teach you how to score just need a lil theraflu
n+ggas ain’t gone take it there cause we gone come take care of you
(hold on ) all that burberry they gone have to burry you
yea when they stop makin sticks who scared of who
oh that’s your b+tch yea well she mine too

- coot corleone lyrics

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