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lil citrus p – coochie killer lyrics

[intro: smoke hijabi]
hit or miss, i guess they never miss, huh?
you got a boyfriend, i bet he doesn’t kiss ya (mwah!)
he gon’ find another girl and he won’t miss ya
he gon’ skrrt and hit the dab like wiz khalifa
[verse 1: lil citrus p]
f-ck with thots like it’s a game
i’m on another level
i’m moving up a stage like i’m on another level
i nut my pants with no shame even when it’s november
i drip too hard out of my d-ck
it’s flaming like the devil, yuh
[chorus]
body doing magic, penn and teller
face too fine, kylie jenner
b-tch got me wet like the weather
i’ma beat the face till she favor predator, aye
body doing magic, penn and teller
face too fine, kylie jenner
b-tch got me wet like the weather
i’ma beat the face till she favor predator, aye
[verse 2: lil citrus p]
got me sick, i need some medicine, uh
my d-ck long just like an elephant trunk
lookin’ at me like you jealous or sum
heat on my feet that’s a h-ll of a run
you a p-ssy n-gga to play with a p-ssy figure
you know i’m the coochie k!ller
yea i am the gorilla fella stealing yo’ vanilla b-tch
i’m f-cking like its hit or miss
i cannot get enough of this, yo’ mcm is envious, aye
she make me roll like a skating rink
pretty like maybe its maybelline
i’m the coochie k!ller and the coochie king
and also the director, let’s make a scene
2 lines on the pregnancy test, that is what she saw
hasta la vista b-tch, you know i’m ’bouta haul -ss
going to my cousin, yea i’m on that yee haw sh-t
but anyway i get away, whatever you was finna say
better not be no bull or i elevate my fist to your face
as i spit to the b-ss
catch you lacking then you gonna be my b-tch okay
is your b-tch okay?
’cause she can’t get no more sips
coochie k!ller’s done with his shift
p-ssed my prime, yea i admit, aye, yuh
hit or miss, she got too hard of a grip
she malfunctioned my d-ck so now it stings whenever i p-ss
(sh-t)

- lil citrus p lyrics

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