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coochies and choppas 2 (ft. the real mj) - noxx lyrics

(noxx)
i f*ck with this one
ayy, ayy

if i see him talking bad, k!lling him on sight
i was bored last weekend so i booked a flight, went to dubai
had to brush some homies off, they ain’t treat me right
i shot him in traffic inside his car before the green light

got this pack huh, this sh*t loud as f*ck
ever since my homie died, i gotta keep it tucked
air out his body with two shotties now that p*ssy slump
take him out the lobby and throw his ass up in the truck

b*tch they call me rubber band man, i might make it rain
f*cked yo girl days back, she was yelling my name
my girl acting kinda weird, i know she playing games
said that you don’t ride with sticks, boy i know you lame
i’mma blow her back out but first, i’m nutting on her face
i was riding round at full speed, they think i’m on cocaine
super fast in a camaro, they think i’m insane
put a double drum on the glock, we gon’ let it spray
put them same drums on a choppa, we gon’ let it bang
i heard p*ssy boy lately bugging, hit him with the raid
i woke up this morning homicidal, finna run a fade
beat it up and skirt off the block, and then i catch a case
see me swerving all round town, i’m in the range rover
she don’t want me in her life, she said that our days are over
b*tch i’m a secret agent, you know i’m undercover
took yo girl last weekend, took her under covers
she want this one diamond ring but that sh*t was 600,000 dollars (what the f*ck?)
i don’t do no prada, see this gucci on my collar
b*tch i’m feeling super sporty b*tch i’m feeling like a baller

(the real mj)

yeah, they call me the gucci man
pull up with drac’s heading into the taliban
she wanna play, i gave her the game plan
dancing so clean call me boogeyman
i squeeze that p*ssy like lemonade
went to the stand just got paid
called up shorty d*mn i made it rain
k!lled a few people, left me unpaid
people tell me my sh*t old? got a upgrade
she suck off me off like i’m kool*aid
man stop sprayin’, u got it on the jesus piece
making heat while i’m stuck in the lease
yes, i’m staying with a piece like my name is reese
b*tch, call me a dog, cause i’m off the leash

(noxx)
man what the f*ck? alright, d*mn
i’mma leave his nose glowing red, like he rudolph
kick his b*tch ass to the curb, let my shoes talk
leave his hair puffy like he huey from the boondocks
b*tch i said i’m off the leash, they be like, “whose dog?”
he said that he want the smoke, i don’t see him on the block
wait, now he peeking at me, i’mma hit him with this glock
taking all these percy’s and these xans, harder than a rock
she thought in my pants i had a glock, baby that’s my c*ck
geeking off a perc, think i just went to venus
i don’t perform at concerts, b*tch, i’m at arenas
nah i ain’t never gone on tour, never been to phoenix
she just want me for my stick, just for my p*n*s
“noxx you can’t say that in your songs”
who the f*ck cares?
i’mma get freaky when i’m f*cking, i’mma pull her hair
he was stepping up to me, had to fold him like a chair
i just 3v1’d his b*tch ass, and no it wasn’t fair
bought a new coupe, huh, i might have to do the dash
skirt around in the parking lot, see me swerving past
i ain’t used to 250 hours, ain’t ever gone that fast
he snitched on the whole block, d*mn, that’s a f*cking rat
lil b*tch this ain’t a draco, this a black mac
rack back, with a big grip, and a heavy mag
i’m in a jag
hitting all these hoes, they can’t hit me back
i know you ain’t ghost me like that, you ain’t hit me back?

- noxx lyrics

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