shoreline mafia - fucc cuh lyrics
[intro: 03 greedo]
that n+gga, oh
she like “f+ck that n+gga”
(arjay on the beat)
[pre+chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b+tch, my plug my shooter too
[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, ”f+ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck love”
f+ck love
screamin’ out, “f+ck love”
f+ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck love”
f+ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f+ck that n+gga”
f+ck love, f+ck cuh
f+ck love
[verse 1: 03 greedo]
throwin’ up g’s, she throwin’ up b’s
some n+ggas bang c’s, some n+ggas bang p’s
some n+ggas bang fruits, some n+ggas bang trees
i’m hangin’ like grapes just to hit a georgia peach, ayy, ayy
i’m like hoover, six+oh, six+nine
i do my time
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f+ck that n+gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger
i+i, ayy, ayy, yeah
i make her squirt, make her spray, yeah+yeah
i’m in the turf where she lay
i’m out here makin’ these plays
[pre+chorus: 03 greedo]
i got on my enemigo red bottoms
coupe came enemigo blue
anybody kkk
b+tch, my plug my shooter too
[chorus: 03 greedo]
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck cuh”
got my lil’ hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck cuh”
pull a trick out from across the tracks
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck love”
f+ck love
screamin’ out, “f+ck love”
f+ck love
got my hottie screamin’ out, “f+ck love” (just bringin’ greedo over)
f+ck cuh
she be feelin’ like “f+ck that n+gga”
[verse 2: ohgeesy]
put my lil’ ho in some red bottoms (red bottoms)
free all of my n+ggas ’cause the feds got ’em (feds got ’em)
i don’t know sh+t, n+gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (who?)
i don’t know sh+t, n+gga, i don’t know who shot ’em (i don’t know)
she a blood but she f+ck with them cuzzins (cuh)
i don’t bang, but she wanna come and f+ck n+ggas (f+ck n+ggas)
got a backwood and you know it’s stuffed, n+gga (ayy)
got a backwood blunt and it’s stuffed, n+gga
i want all the dough, all the crust, n+gga (crust, n+gga)
give me all the dope ‘fore i bust n+ggas (bah)
you wasn’t with me when i had to take the bus, n+gga (uh)
so you not comin’ with now that i’m up, n+gga (woo)
free my n+gga greedo out them cuffs, n+gga
free my brodie drakeo, that’s a must, n+gga (my n+gga)
i think i need a band+aid, i’m too cut, n+gga
i think i need a bandana, i’m too cut, n+gga
[outro: 03 greedo]
ah+ah (arjay on the beat), i+i+i
i’m like hoover, six+oh, six+nine
i do my shorty
when i do my grind
got her feelin’ like “f+ck that n+gga”
little hottie gon’ bust that trigger, ayy
yeah
[interlude]
yeah, we started otx
like, otx, it’s pretty much like a family now
long live my n+gga josh, we love you
joshy world forever
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