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kaneki - cochise lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, yeah (i*i*i)
yeah, this big body bentley ain’t costing no penny
it got so much seats that its holding up plenty
i need a beat, calling up benny
i got some racks, talkin’ ’bout many
make it myself, give a f— about what them is (i*i*i’m working on dying)
life of the party, get lit at the getty (bnyx)
shawty, she suck me up like it’s spaghetti
ha, she was like, “baby, do you want some henny?” (henna, henna)
i was like, “no, i don’t drink that, i want me some champagne”
yeah, shawty, she goofy as *** you ain’t getting my last name
yeah, i pull up, i’m hogging the ball like i’m playing my last game

[verse]
yeah, dirty, do ’em dirty
yeah, yeah, shawty call me flirty
and she think i’m from the bronx, the way a n*gga getting st*rdy
diamonds on me, i’m so purdy, yeah, uh, feeling so alerting
n*ggas knowing that i’m working, hit it from the side, i got her squirting
n*gga, i’m not with that biting
call up my big brother [?], he built like a viking
yeah, xd, xd, that n*gga be typing
when i pulled up, i’m seeing that n*gga, he not with the fighting (yeah, okay)
kick out that baby, i’m fresher than rich
call up my n*gga and tell ’em we uh—
call up my n*gga and tell ’em, “we rich”
he talkin’ crazy, get thrown in the ditch
i’m getting money, was grippin’ no hitch
these n*ggas crazy, you know i got—
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go get it, go get it)
got a case that my brother gon’ beat (got a case that my brother gon’ beat)
i got prada, it’s all on my feet (i got prada, it’s all on my feet)
i knew that n*gga was tweaking
i keep my zs in the deep end
half of y’all n*ggas is weaklings
huh, these n*ggas they weak
i hop in that benz, and switch to a jeep
i got to new york then hit up philippes
these n*ggas, they weird, these n*ggas, they creeps
she call me a dog, well give me a treat
she gave me the slurp, it’s helping me sleep
i hop in the whip, the whip finna beep
she look at the drip, she lettin’ me beat, ha
she like, “bae, you the man of my dreams”
i’m like, “babygirl, what do you mean?”
she got mad and she started to scream
told her to stop ’cause you makin’ a scene
all these diamonds i look like a beam
and she bounce on the top ’til it cream
boyfriend talking so much i done had enough
steal that n*gga and step, tell him “add it up”
and i went to your show, sh*t was padded up
he was talking to much he got ratted out
are ya mean? 223, with the beam
make you lean, pon your screen
are ya mean? on the green?
what ya mean? are ya mean?
[chorus]
yeah, yeah
yeah, this big body bentley ain’t costing no penny
it got so much seats, it’s holding up plenty
i need a beat, calling up benny
i got some racks, talkin’ ’bout many
make it myself, give a f— about what them is
life of the party, get lit at the getty
shawty, she suck me up like it’s spaghetti
ha, she was like, “baby, do you want some henny?” (henna, henna)
i was like, “no, i don’t drink that, i want me some champagne”
yeah, shawty, she good for years but she ain’t getting my last name
yeah, i pull up, ball hog and i ball like i’m playing my last game

- cochise lyrics

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