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cosos - crimeapple lyrics

[intro]
you know why you can’t f*ck with crime? (you know why you can’t f*ck with crime?)
you know why you can’t f*ck with crime? (tell’m)
(you know why?)
i’ma tell you: ’cause god said you can’t do that sh*t (aye*aye*aye, aye papa)
woah, woah

[verse 1]
you just poppin’ sh*t, you ain’t poppin’, sh*t (nope)
people see the bigger picture and how you all been constantly croppin’ pics (woah, woah)
got eyes in the back of my head, but you, you not as sl!ck (nope)
quick, catch you sleepin’ in the ride like i’m papa nick’s (pow*pow*pow*pow*pow*pow)
you got the bricks? okay, why your chain look like a key chain? (why?)
and why you in this b*tch, surrounded, askin’ if we straight? (oh, we straight!)
you cheesecake; rappers know i get on this sh*t and eat great (okay)
get better every tape and drop on anyone’s release date (okay)
there’s no sense in goin’ against me, to me that’s like goin’ to disney (brrt!)
how you gonna bring the smoke to a chimney?
how you gonna be dope around whitney holdin’ a pipe? (how)
how you feel now, comparin’ to crime, knowing that’s life (ha!)
pocket right, but f*ck every red cent, my sh*t raw
i inspire people with more money than me to get more, tuh
might find me up in neeman’s or in a petsmart (you might)
nine*ninetys on and water on, your b*tch slip in the wet part (bing! bing! bing! bing! bing! bing!)
and don’t be gettin’ tough, we do’m like an indica
the body*language say sh*t and you lookin’ like literature
woah!
[chorus]
that’s a no*no
this sh*t for the [montecosos?] (ey! aye*aye*aye! oo*wee)
who got the cosos (aye, papa)
you smell it and be like woah*woah (you smell that sh*t?)
yeah, yeah, that’s a no*no (woah, woah)
this sh*t for the [montecosos?] (woah)
who got the cosos (crime outa pocket!)
(woah, uh, woah)

[verse 2]
rappers hurt, on indefinite sabbatical (where the f*ck you been at)
i’m thriving in the ecosystem, hunting like a natural (ayit!)
i be in antarctica, someone get me a bag to go (ooh)
cath me makin’ a puddle in liberty international (ooh)
i took more flights than you whole life (i did)
if you had the chance you probably the type to miss the flight (didn’t you miss the flight?)
i cop red sweaters out of spite (why?)
watch the drop every 48 to see you at the light (ha!)
i hit te*efe for the bed and breakfast (why?)
connect with all official individuals who gotta get they bread in (cha*ching, cha*ching, cha*ching)
very few could tap in with me, exclusive setters (why?)
it sound like new*jack city when they hit the [wetted?] (pa*pa*pa*pa*pa*pa!)
dudes pookie, washed up, too high and broke (f*ckin’ broke!)
my new coat got potatoes like idaho (wah!)
i can make doritos on rodeo if you askin, boo
i can make a can of pringles go on fifth avenue (mmm)

[chorus]
woah
that’s a no*no
this sh*t for the [montecosos?] (ey! aye papa oo*wee)
who got the cosos (yeah, yeah yeah)
you smell it and be like woah*woah (you smell that sh*t?)
that’s a no*no (peligroso!)
this sh*t for the [montecosos?] (woah)
who got the cosos (crime outa pocket!)
(woah, ooooh!, woah)
you smell it and be like woah*woah (you smell that sh*t?) (aye*aye*aye)

[outro]
usted ya saben
usted ya saben quien tiene que ya [?] eso puro (jesus christ)
no lo confunde con eso otro tipo (don’t confuse us)
quien otro [?] de esto
ese tipo, tiene mucha imaginacion (f*ckers got day jobs)
como se fueran ricos pero tienen trabajo regular y viven en la casa en la mama (you gotta punch in tomorrow)
[en instagram otra no viete de cinco del llegué de viente como sigueran?] benjamin franklin
mamaguevos
[?]
asqueroso, sucio
no lo confume con los palomos
somo lo duros
ok? [?]
aye*aye*aye
woah

- crimeapple lyrics

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