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serious klein - coochie money lyrics

[intro]
uhh sh-t n-gga
you see all of that money n-gga?
ah man thats the type of sh-t i was praying for dawg
like when we get more of that
we got’ spend all of that sh-t on these woman n-gga
like for real n-gga
throw that sh-t on these b-tches -sses n-gga
like for real i know you got me n-gga

verse 1:
ay yo, i ram the f-cking world without a helmet n-gga
slap you back to senses then i tell you that you welcome n-gga
pop my color everyday, straight from the service
if ballots won’t work bullets will, word to malcom n-gga
so what do you stand for ?
is it fast money? p-ssy? weed?
gold wrists, woman or cars?
are you the remedy?
thirteen i’ve plant the seed, jump man on some 23
but since i am 25, i am struggling to keep all my shirts clean
jesus, jesus, jesus
yea k!lled the game and found out the secrets
yo freed the record from all you demons
yea i know you’ll surely thank me later cause the devil is a lie
african blood flowing through this veins of a refugee
kinda street to some christians but to holy to the streets
the torch p-ss it, cause n0body ever did it
in this world where i am from
where we starving for green digits
yea

[hook]

homeboy i came to party
your girl was looking at me
we the type of n-ggas coming with a att-tude
fife fifty five the squad is them trees
what you wanna do ?
n-gga rolling
what you tryna do?
n-gga rolling
what you wanna do ?
n-gga rolling
what you tryna do? x 2

[verse 2]

yea
you spent these dollars on your dime pieces
count it to your habits when you talk to jesus
but f-ck the talk i mean god knows your heart
so why would you ask to be saved from that sh-t that pleases ?
little baby -ss tried to be like you
like tell me where them hoes at, just like you
watched you f-cking all these b-tches
tried to see through you
it’s like you dived in those punana’s
now you ain’t good news
like skuuurt
pull up in your benz
like you never seen a sorrow n-gga
give a d-mn about tomorrow n-gga
baby drop it low ima feet you with this soccer money
wife and kids, still f-ck her money
first n-gga doing it, -ss up face down
all about that coochie, ima give that -ss 3 rounds
good lord, mary mary, holy holy
share my stacks
can’t be mad at him when that n-gga tryna get some -ss

[hook]

[outro]

spread the funk
spread the funk
spread the funk
spread the funk
thats all we need
thats all we need
thats all we need
thats all we need
a lie wrapped in the most innocent cover
of her crimson red mouth
she’s out for blood
the kitty kat has you in her claws

- serious klein lyrics

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