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glockboyz teejaee & rtb mb - coochie house lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, dk, naw, naw, come on, man)
(bang that sh+t)

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
ayy, i’m with o+philly, he got hoes shakin’ ass in the mansion
miles too, we tryna see who blunt the fattest
dead opps inside the ‘wood, i ain’t gon’ lie, i might not pass it
lightskin, my b+tch bad, look like fancy
they like, “d+mn, how the f+ck he doin’ fully with one hand?”
in a scat, i can d+mn near drive this b+tch without my hands, uh
i’m a star, you can’t suck my d+ck unless you f+ck my mans
man, she was actin’ like she know me, i cut into her, she like, “d+mn”
[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee]
yeah, and i’m still in the hood with them guns on me
ayy, my brother rich, he ain’t the only one with them funds on him
brodie was chillin’ with no hoes, i put some on him
i threw that b+tch a perc’, it turnt hеr into wonder woman
i’m with o+philly, he got hoes shakin’ ass in thе crib
she smilin’ in my face, i’m finna show her how i live
hut+one, hut+two, sh+t, i done f+cked her friend
my n+gga ej back scammin’, he’ll k!ll for a bin
hoes shakin’ ass inside the crib, this that coochie house
my n+gga mas rich as h+ll, the hoes tryna see what he about
broke as h+ll, i’ll probably pay your ass to clean my house
and when them guns get involved, ain’t sh+t to speak about
n+gga speakin’ on me foul, i bet i clean his mouth
i ran that money up, bought a dog, and got a bigger house
i don’t like the ghetto hoes, i’ll probably kick them out
and i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout her ass, i’m puttin’ it in her mouth

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
ayy, i’m with o+philly, he got hoes shakin’ ass in the mansion
miles too, we tryna see who blunt the fattest
dead opps inside the ‘wood, i ain’t gon’ lie, i might not pass it
lightskin, my b+tch bad, look like fancy
they like, “d+mn, how the f+ck he doin’ fully with one hand?”
in a scat, i can d+mn near drive this b+tch without my hands, uh
i’m a star, you can’t suck my d+ck unless you f+ck my mans
man, she was actin’ like she know me, i cut into her, she like, “d+mn”
[verse 2: rtb mb]
i’m smokin’ tree, it’s ironic, got that stick on me
bro just popped an opp and said, “yop,” free the big homie
i just upped my ring on her, she put that cl+t on me
know that off+white large, it run small, so it fit on me
in miami givin’ hoes master p, i’m like romeo
with a black b+tch and white b+tch, it’s an oreo
how the f+ck she tryna suck d+ck, she don’t know me, though?
my n+gga teejaee up bl!ck on his mans ’cause he owe me dough
with my n+gga ark, we finna slide on a shark
always keep the iron, man, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no stark
hit the gas on the h+llcat, i think i’m finna fart
me and capo finna drop, b+tch, i think it’s finna chart
me and tev up glock, b+tch, you know we finna spark
my b+tch shop at farfetch, she got four hundred in the cart
i get off the drugs, then i choke a b+tch, she like bart
opps mad i got my chrome, but i keep it by my heart

- glockboyz teejaee rtb mb lyrics

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