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rip - emilio coochie lyrics

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[intro]
uh
coochie

[verse 1]
got a few hoes in a few different states (states)
one eat ass and one give brain (give brain)
got me some head out in turks and caics
but the b*tch too skinny, ain’t had no cakes (ew)
got a dl boy all up in the dms (uh)
told that f*ggot i’ll see him when i see him (ayy)
that means when his b*tch is sleeping
sh*t, i guess that’s like 10 p.m
hmm, i see why the f*ck he cheatin’ ’cause the b*tch ain’t f*ckin’ with me (h*ll nah)
but them dl boys all act the same, b*tch, i been done clocked that tea, hey, huh
i stay f*ckin’ hoes with a rubber (with a rubber)
only f*ck raw if i love ya
ate out an industry b*tch in the summer
but we do not talk anymore, what a bummer, sike
i’m wylin’ out but i ain’t no nick cannon
my mexican b*tch only drinkin’ buchanan
i’m on an island, i’m swimming and tanning
these hoes acting funny, they all jimmy fallon
know a white girl and the b*tch is named kena (named kena)
love is not real, man, that sh*t is like henna
stuntin’ on me, that’s what you ain’t finna do
p*ssy ass ho, f*ck you (ooh)
i’m on the mic, engineering is izzy (hey)
he cookin’ up heat and we doin’ it easy
if you a hater, b*tch, suck on a glizzy (suck it)
i’m finna go stupid, i’m finna go ditzy
b*tches is scary, they don’t want no problems (no)
oh, that was your b*tch? well he asked me to top him
sent me a nude of his pretty pink bottom
i’m up in the uber like, “yo, this is awesome”
know me some crips that stay in sterling green
they really will shoot like it don’t mean a thing
so, watch who you talkin’ to, stupid ass ho
’cause them boys got the—, and they’re ready to go
i’m from the h but i work out in l.a
i took the spot like you kathy, i’m kelly
i got more cheddar than men in the deli
y’all stupid and ugly like ed, edd, and eddy
you b*tches is weird, you b*tches annoying
you b*tches should know i ain’t one to toy with
i am the sh*t (yeah), i am the toilet
b*tch, i been chose, i was anointed
i am a star, i stay by little dipper (lil’ dipper)
i heard your songs, they belong in the sh*tter (the sh*tter)
i do not care if your rapping is quicker (uh)
you said you was shining, b*tch, more like a fl!cker
f*ck payin’ rent, i want a mortgage
i’m wit’ ya man at jpmorgans
just got a new whip, you can’t afford it
i’m married to the money, never divorcing
you wanna leave me? i’m good regardless
i speak money, ho, you don’t, it’s jargon
i stay eating b*tches, no, not the garden
i stay k!lling hoes, dearly departed
[chorus]
r.i.p, r.i.p
n*n*none of you b*tches is f*ckin’ with me
i said, r.i.p, r*r*r.i.p
n*n*none of you b*tches is f*ckin’ with me, huh

[outro]
hahaha, oh no
my condolesences to you b*tches
like, you know what i’m sayin’?
like, when is the viewing, ho?
you know, i’m not gonna go
but i might go to the repast afterwards and get me a plate
you know what i’m sayin’? save me a plate, b*tch (hahahahaha)

- emilio coochie lyrics

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