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gangsta boo - cootie lyrics

[intro]
(ayo, sheff)
(this sh*t gon’ be crazy, jacc)

[chorus]
gangster boo, she gon’ up that b*tch and bang her too (bang)
gangster boo, she pick out her b*tch and bring her through (gangster, gangster)
she get gangster too, she gon’ do that sh*t that gangster’s do
it’s the kept it g for me, the reason she my gangster boo
this ho tired and finished college, so you know her brain the truth (ooh, bling)
pink ring blingin’, thick ho steamin’, pito power ranger suit
she know wolves and they fiendin’, bend that corner, send the troops
you ain’t f*ckin’ around with no street n*ggas, then she don’t contain the you

[verse 1]
that, that, that my gangster boo, h*ll, you might think she from blackhaven though
ride around, bump that glow, that r&b slow sh*t, she gon’ change that ho
i f*ck her while i bump lil top inside my foreign like fivio
keep it g, some days we bust ‘bows down, smoke from her patio
keep, keep a strap, might up the glock on you, no bull, be with the sh*t
keep her wig and lashes done, still buck on hoes like triple six
body like k*carbon, face like arid, that’s my type of b*tch
fine as f*ck, know how to work a stick and weigh a thirty*six
have my b*tch come take your b*tch and hit the crib and screw on both
watch her twerk like cardi b, but smash her like she rubi rose
she just f*ck with trappers, y’all be cappin’ like pinocchio
she know i’m the truth, this street sh*t all in my portfolio
that’s my
[chorus]
gangster boo, she gon’ up that b*tch and bang her too (bang)
gangster boo, she pick out her b*tch and bring her through (gangster, gangster)
she get gangster too, she gon’ do that sh*t that gangster’s do
it’s the kept it g for me, the reason she my gangster boo
this ho tired and finished college, so you know her brain the truth (ooh, bling)
pink ring blingin’, thick ho steamin’, pito power ranger suit
she know wolves and they fiendin’, bend that corner, send the troops
you ain’t f*ckin’ around with no street n*ggas, then she don’t contain the you

[verse 2]
that’s my gangster boo, if you ain’t street, then she don’t f*ck with you (at all)
we locked in, got tattoos on her skin, she’ll slide like gangster’s do (slide)
stay on point, she show her sh*t, she step out like she bulletproof (oh, yeah)
ain’t tryna cut her when she f*ck me, she get wet in swimmin’ suits

[bridge]
ayy, that’s my gangster boo (huh?), that’s my gangster boo (okay)
that’s my gangster boo, that’s my gangster boo (hey)
that’s my gangster boo (yeah), that’s my gangster boo (she is)
that’s my gangster boo (woo), yeah, that’s my gangster boo (she mine)

- cootie lyrics

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