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cootie - miss it lyrics

[pre+chorus: chris echols]
see usually i pass ’em to my dog (my dog)
lost count on times that he’d never call (brrt, brrt)
your shit so fine, i never cut you off (never cut you off)
we not touched down, you the first one that i call

[chorus: chris echols]
’cause i miss it (’cause i miss it, ’cause i miss it, ’cause i miss it)
yeah, i miss it (yeah, i miss it, yeah, yeah, i miss it, yeah, i miss it)
’cause i miss it (’cause i miss it, ’cause i miss it, ’cause i miss it)
yeah, i miss it (yeah, i miss it), yeah, i miss it (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i miss that pussy

[verse 1: cootie & cootie & chris echols]
yeah, fuck it, baby, i’ma gon’ admit it (fuck it)
every since you let a nigga hit it, i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout the feelin’, i’m addicted
at times i wish a nigga nevеr met her, too much pride, so i nеver sweat her
baby vibe on another level and that’s probably why your pussy better (and that’s probably why your pussy better)
biggest mood when we kick it, baby, probably what i miss (yeah)
rollin’ weed while you drink your wine, i’ma burn it down while we kickin’ shit (burn it)
in an hour, i’ll be on your couch still smokin’ weed while you eatin’ dick
baby girl got my feelings mixed (what you mean?)
i love it here, but i hate this bitch
you know i got a sip of love potion, her waist grindin’ to my tongue motion
legs up and they wide open, know i gotta stroke it with the motion
domestic sex, violence, i’ma choke her, she finna cum, baby losin’ focus
from the windows to the wall, baby girl, skeet, skeet, it’s a whole ocean ’cause i missed it
[pre+chorus: chris echols]
see usually i pass ’em to my dog (my dog)
lost count on times that he’d never call (brrt, brrt)
your shit so fine, i never cut you off (never cut you off)
we not touched down, you the first one that i call

[verse 2: temper da don]
yeah, i love the way she make it juicy for me (i love the way she make it juicy for me)
daddy home, she cut the water on, we need extra towels, go stupid for me (need extra towels)
a super freak when we between them sheets, a whole porn star and i fuckin’ love it (woo)
a light grip with a lot of spit, drink and drip, bae, you gotta love me (i love you)
you know i gotta hold her down (damn), make her hold her lips while i kiss her favorite spot (hold ’em)
take my time while i lick her clit, put my middle finger on her g+spot (like that?)
i gotta feel it, make her hold her legs, know that motherfucker wet and hot
use a rose, up that bitch a couple times, now she finna cum, see, i better not stop (go)
now i’m killin’ her shit (go), punchin’ her guts
back+to+back, drillin’ her shit (drillin’ her shit)
grip on her neck while i make baby talk to her (grr)
nigga like, “tell me, say you my bitch” (say you my bitch)
and the bitch cryin’, say they lyin’ like pussy ho mine
no cap, i love this shit
i don’t know another bitch take a duck like this (fuck)
bruh, i think i love this bitch (i love this bitch) ’cause i always miss it
[pre+chorus: chris echols]
see usually i pass ’em to my dog (my dog)
lost count on times that he’d never call (brrt, brrt)
your shit so fine, i never cut you off (never cut you off)
we not touched down, you the first one that i call

- cootie lyrics

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