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birdies - cootie lyrics

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[pre*chorus: cootie]
go (go)
i can’t see, i’m blind to bullsh*t, all i see is signs (woo)
out of words, i parked on the curb, zaza in my eyes (gas)
right on sight, l’ma shoot my 9 while i keep it on my side (my 30)
i love britney ’cause she keep her secrets with me every time (hey)

[chorus: cootie]
f*cked on keke, she be glad to see me, so i keep her ’round (come here)
n*gga peewee, they couldn’t see me, shoot an e.p. chopper sound (look)
police confiscated my 60, i go buy a hundred round (let’s get it)
you gon’ take what i come serve, but we gon’ shut your hustle down, yеah (ha)

[verse 1: cootie]
touch that bird, it’s bright and early, man, my hand been on for hours (it’s morning)
boy, mama ain’t raised no dumbass n*gga and pops ain’t prep no count (no)
gеt somethin’ big, gon’ shake somethin’, n*gga, know we spend, we stackin’ for hours (all right)
lil’ bro rob or gon’ rape somethin’, n*gga, like, give me that sh*t, no masks, it’s ours, yeah (hey)
b*tch, ayy, don’t get cracked on the back of the head

[verse 2: lil double 0]
for the money, we leavin’ him dead
n*gga play and it’s off with his head
lil’ bro come through slime and hop out with that drac’ and leave sh*t dead
i’m with kings, we pourin’ pints, still out the bottle, we sippin’ red
uh, still look like i ain’t famous, this street sh*t get dangerous
n*gga lost his life for ig likes, a dead n*gga turn famous
stuck up in my ways, this street sh*t got me paid, so i ain’t changin’
no route
cootie pass the ball, in the bowl, they comin’ in, move in and out
different hoes up in the trap, send different b*tches on different routes
my lil’ n*gga gon’ walk him down, put twenty shots up in his mouth went johnny dang up in the drought, went flawless gang, but no pop out
[pre*chorus: cootie]
go (go)
i can’t see, i’m blind to bullsh*t, all i see is signs (woo)
out of words, i parked on the curb, zaza in my eyes (gas)
right on sight, l’ma shoot my 9 while i keep it on my side (my 30)
i love britney ’cause she keep her secrets with me every time (hey)

[chorus: cootie]
f*cked on keke, she be glad to see me, so i keep her ’round (come here)
n*gga peewee, they couldn’t see me, shoot an e.p. chopper sound (look)
police confiscated my 60, i go buy a hundred round (let’s get it)
you gon’ take what i come serve, but we gon’ shut your hustle down, yeah (ha)

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