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db.boutabag - cocky lyrics

[intro]
ay, ay, ay, three b+tches on me, four b+tches now + five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga
i ain’t f+cked her cause she + i jus f+cked her ‘cause i could
[chorus]
one b+tch on me, two klocks in this wood (klocks in this wood)
three b+tches on me, four b+tches now i’m good (four b+tches now i’m good)
five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga would (ay, boy i wish a n+gga would)
i ain’t f+ck her cause she special i jus f+cked her cause i could (ay, ay, cause i could)
[verse 1]
b+tches always tellin’ me i’m c+cky so i might be (ay, so i might be)
prolly cause i mixed designer with the hype beast (ay, with this hype beast)
two steppin’ geekin’ in this b+tch off white sneaks (off white sneaks)
f+ck, this gelonade ashes on my white tee (f+ckin gelonade)
n+ggas think they got as me boy is that crazy (is you that crazy)
all day on yo ass boy is you that lazy (is you that lazy)
and n+ggas shootin from a far, boy these n+ggas crazy (n+ggas crazy)
get mad and throw that b+tch around, f+ck is you tom brady (is you tom brady)
say you boutabag, get on yo grind, you ain’t tony hawk (you ain’t tony hawk)
tryna catch me wit’ this bag you already lost (you already lost)
off white sneaks, designer sheets i’m gon sleep it off (i’m gon sleep it off)
hit the b+tch once, told her leave now she sneakin’ off (now she sneakin’ off)
[chorus]
one b+tch on me, two klocks in this wood (klocks in this wood)
three b+tches on me, four b+tches now i’m good (four b+tches now i’m good)
five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga would (ay, boy i wish a n+gga would)
i ain’t f+ck her cause she special i jus f+cked her cause i could (ay, ay, cause i could)
one b+tch on me, two klocks in this wood (klocks in this wood)
three b+tches on me, four b+tches now i’m good (four b+tches now i’m good)
five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga would (ay, boy i wish a n+gga would)
i ain’t f+ck her cause she special i jus f+cked her cause i could (ay, ay, cause i could)
[verse 2]
n+ggas think they f+ckin’ wit’ me but that sh+t cap (but that sh+t cap)
n+ggas lucky, clip drop when i up straps (you n+ggas lucky)
he on the ground, woofin’ on me n+gga steady facts yo mouth
and this is sum you can’t take back (can’t take back)
tryna act hard in front the b+tch brodie a jaycat (a jaycat)
i know some n+ggas really ridin’ round with eight straps
my closest n+gga stole off my plate it wasn’t eight racks (it wasn’t eight racks)
it’s crazy how these n+ggas get to switching like they mike jack (f+ck is you michael jackson)
ay, now i feel like sosa ion like that (ion like that)
i ain’t f+ck with that one movie ion like rats (ion like rats)
i let yo’ b+tch call me soulja i’m gon’ crank that (crank that)
get off yo’ ass, quit that talkin’ where yo’ bank at (where yo’ bank at)
i think these n+ggas creepin’ by this load that i spanked at
[chorus]
one b+tch on me, two klocks in this wood (klocks in this wood)
three b+tches on me, four b+tches now i’m good (four b+tches now i’m good)
five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga would (ay, boy i wish a n+gga would)
i ain’t f+ck her cause she special i jus f+cked her cause i could (ay, ay, cause i could)
one b+tch on me, two klocks in this wood (klocks in this wood)
three b+tches on me, four b+tches now i’m good (four b+tches now i’m good)
five n+ggas talkin’ boy i wish a n+gga would (ay, boy i wish a n+gga would)
i ain’t f+ck her cause she special i jus f+cked her cause i could (ay, ay, cause i could)

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