emilio coochie – itis lyrics
itis lyrics
[chorus]
bounce on it, b+bounce on it, do a lil’ twirl
p+p+pumpin’ in that p+ssy like we at the jersey shore
throw it back, throw it back, b+tch, that p+ssy is the tightest
n+n+nap when i ate it, that p+ssy gave me the ‘itis
b+b+b+bounce on it, b+bounce on it, do a lil’ twirl
p+p+pumpin’ in that p+ssy like we at the jersey shore
throw it back, throw it back, b+tch, that p+ssy is the tightest
n+n+nap when i ate it, that p+ssy gave me the ‘itis
[verse 1]
throw it all around (throw it)
pick it up from the ground (uh)
b+tch, i ain’t gon’ f+ck if the ass ain’t round
get your passport, we finna go to pound town
so that ass can get to clappin’ like some fans in the crowd
love a thot b+tch who give me a strip tease
i don’t need an onlyfans, i get money plenty
three rounds back to back, it’s givin’ trilogy
and i be shootin’ on your head like president kennedy (uh)
oh, you didn’t know?
i’m the muhf+ckin’ ass eatin’ pro
bend it over and touch your toes
i wanna see that tight+ass pretty hole, uh
b+baby, i’m in the mood (in the mood)
i ain’t gon’ make it to the room (the room)
i’m finna bust in the back of the u’ (back of the u’)
if you keep suckin’ like a vacuum, uh
[chorus]
bounce on it, b+bounce on it, do a lil’ twirl
p+p+pumpin’ in that p+ssy like we at the jersey shore
throw it back, throw it back, b+tch, that p+ssy is the tightest
n+n+nap when i ate it, that p+ssy gave me the ‘itis
[verse 2]
b+tches goin’ down like the arrow on aang head
money ain’t a thing, yeah, you know, like jermaine said
i’m sw+ngin’ in that p+ssy, yeah, kinda like how trey said
and i ain’t movin’ furniture, but them guts, i’m rearrangin’
in a foreign car, got the haters callin’ ice on me (ice)
arendelle’s finest ’cause i stay with all this ice on me (ice)
diamonds on me dancing every time they shine the lights on me
stay gettin’ head like i got some d+mn lice on me
you a bad, bad, b+tch with some good throat (good throat)
big fat ass like a sumo
sh+t stay wet, the p+ssy jugo (jugo)
and the d+ck real sweet, sugar, glucose
head game fire, they’re callin’ me zuko (zuko)
the price went up, yeah, like fruit rolls
if you are what you eat, then i am a p++p hole (p++p hole)
woke up, ate ass, desayuno
[chorus]
bounce on it, b+bounce on it, do a lil’ twirl
p+p+pumpin’ in that p+ssy like we at the jersey shore
throw it back, throw it back, b+tch, that p+ssy is the tightest
n+n+nap when i ate it, that p+ssy gave me the ‘itis
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