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saturday - cookcaton lyrics

[verse 1: cookcaton]
walk into the party at like quarter past nine
all the ladies dancing and they lookin’ real fine
feelin’ pretty faded from drinking’ red wine
see this one girl and i gotta’ make her mine
walk over to the chick and say what’s up
she looks at me and smiles and replies not much
come to the crib girl, we can smoke a dutch
sit back, relax and put your feet up
sit down baby girl and make yourself at home
inhale the weed smoke straight to ya dome
feel yourself drift into the zone

[verse 2]
i ain’t got a name yet but trust me i will
trust me i’ll be laughin’ when they hand me the bill
to be at the top man i would k!ll
my homie big s just signed his first deal
he got a big house and new set of wheels
a new mercedes benz that’d be ideal
now that he made it we ain’t gotta steal
now it’s my turn it’s all becoming real

[verse 3]
i ain’t in this sh-t for the money or fame
believe me homie that really ain’t my game
you tryna tell me you ain’t heard my name?
i wanna wake up and jump on a plane
i hate where i’m livin right now it sucks
but i gotta stay here till i make some bucks
lately feel like i’m runnin’ outta luck
too much stress, homie imma need a truck

- cookcaton lyrics

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