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pros ap - coochie flow lyrics

[intro: pros ap]
(yeah, baby, you—)
pros

[verse 1: pros ap]
doggy out here smokin’ on some black, that is not zaz’
let a n+gga play with all+pros, we gon’ gun him down
i’m the type to hit a n+gga block like dah+dah+dah
i’m the type to slide in fast and diored down

[verse 2: fat jd]
no coochie man, i’ll take your ass to poundtown
the tag my brother in too, we need another round
you give me runner vibes

[verse 3: 969 tee]
yeah, he run up on gang, now he gotta die
yeah, another homicide
you say you got zaz’, you a turtle lie
yeah, i’m smokin’ turtle pie
these n+ggas hoes, i ain’t gotta lie

[verse 4: pros ap]
hold on, hold on
b+tch, your p+ssy smell like a no+go
i be ballin’ on thеse n+ggas, free throws
f+ck a fake bougie b+tch, i likе freak hoes
[verse 5: fat jd]
me and tee both f+cked, smash bros
smash bros
i’m lookin’ for a bootyhole
i hit her with the “so?” pose
dissin’ a fat b+tch, took books in the hole

[verse 6: 969 tee]
you grown as h+ll and you still cuffin’ hoes
after i f+ck, you gotta go, put on your clothes
yeah, head to the door
pros kicked her out the doonie room, she gotta go

[verse 7: pros ap]
pros, she gotta go, yeah, i say
b+tch sucked the d+ck for an hour and i ain’t bust yet
thick b+tch look like cardi b and i’m offset
i done been up for a minute, ain’t fell off yet
b+tch still suckin’ on the tip, she say the b+lls next

[verse 8: fat jd]
i done f+cked her and her friend, now she upset
made it up to them hoes, took ’em to somerset
flyin’ up big v+ver, almost crashed the ‘vette
made her get on all fours, i treat her like a pet
[verse 9: pros ap]
made her get on all fours like she at the vet
hit this b+tch from the back, man, that coochie wet
asked her, “baby, do you love me?” she think gucci back
i done hit this b+tch in the restroom and took a coochie bath

[interlude: rio da yung og]
alright, ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga, alright
ghetto boyz sh+t, n+gga

[verse 10: rio da yung og]
i just hopped off a plane, hopped in a rental, finna hit the road
’bout to buy a lam’ truck off strip clubs, i got sixty shows
i love when she suck it with a tongue ring, it tickle, though
beat a b+tch down, then make her walk around pigeon+toed
my fiend can sniff more dope than yours, he got a bigger nose
i popped a n+gga up with this ‘fit on, can’t do video

[verse 11: yn jay]
plug graduated, came up off zips, now he got sixty ‘bows
if we only speaking in ohio, i got sixty hoes
in the club poppin’ champagne, i be spillin’ rose
i just popped a percocet, got me feelin’ strong
smack my b+tch up in the club, got me feelin’ wrong
d+mn, i be feelin’ bold
b+tch ride my d+ck all night, i can feel it roll
[verse 12: rio da yung og]
start the car up and press a b+tton, now the ceiling gone
three thousand dollars— yeah
three thousand dollars just for don julio, the liquor row
had a hundred on a plr, i kept missin’, though
this a semi, but can turn into a fully with the switch that’s on it
she can ride d+ck good, she did sit+ups on it
and i like the way she suck d+ck, she did hiccups on it
if i make it rain dubs in the club, don’t pick up nothin’
i been cheatin’ all— yeah, i think— alright
i been cheatin’ all week, i think i’ma hit my b+tch up sunday

[verse 13: yn jay]
b+tch told me that she want a truck, seen a pickup comin’
she can suck my d+ck and give my rides, that’s my pick+up— alright, ahh
that’s my pick+up woman

[verse 14: rio da yung og]
distrokid ain’t pay enough, i need a brick of somethin’
never mind, i hit my n+gga up, he said bricks a hundred
you always got the strap, but you don’t shoot, what, you a pistol holder?
i just hit ten b+tches raw, i got trich0m+nas

[verse 15: yn jay]
had my old+head pop you up, he like sixty+somethin’
what the f+ck? hold on, what is?— alright
i just seen a rat in full speed, they think mickey runnin’
i can smell a play around the corner, i think sydney comin’
b+tch made a— sound, she put a hickey on it
i just got caught up in— ahh
i just got caught up in a bed with a different woman

[verse 16: rio da yung og]
i turnt around, bustin’ when i’m runnin’, i ain’t— yeah
i turnt around, bustin’ through the alley, i ain’t ricky runnin’
pop, pop, pop when i drive, they think the kitty bustin’

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