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Zoocci Coke Dope
Zoocci Coke Dope
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Nasty C
Nasty C
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zoocci Coke Dope
Zoocci Coke Dope
Lyrics
Nasty C
Nasty C
Lyrics
Andile Sibabalwe Fiphaza
Andile Sibabalwe Fiphaza
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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andile Sibabalwe Fiphaza
Andile Sibabalwe Fiphaza
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Lyrics

Zoocci Coke Dope he's the dealer What's in my pockets, nigga? Cash on arrival, I command that's my title Nigga hands on the bible (yeah yeah) She might pop it with my hands on her spinal I got fans I'm a idol If I smash she might go viral (uh uh) Might go off or something (yeah) Might get lost or something (yeah) She so troublesome, I hit, can't cuff, no officer (yeah) I'm ignoring her, she think that she my boss or something (yeah) Check my arsenal, I swing like playing golf or something uhm She's a fan but she took a chance cause she heard we got bands I get money, she with me and she say oui like we in France I don't wanna politic, yeah My bitch prolly thick, yeah I need a Prada fit yeah These all counterfeit What's in my pockets nigga Cash on arrival, I command that's my title Nigga hands on the bible, yeah, yeah She might pop it with my hands on her spinal I got fans I'm a idol If I smash she might go viral, uh, uh Think I'm soft or sumn' Dick in her oesophagus yeah Nigga I'm Optimus Niggas can't out awesome us (yeah) Niggas ask for us, got goons that are ready to blast for us (yeah) Nigga they ask for us, you say my name that's blasphemous I left home and I ran it up I got stamina My bitch polite like Canada My passport gang is tatted up I've seen some shit like janitor Turn up to the maximum You should be a couch ambassador My ice is clear as your calendar Fuck a officer, I'm just warming up I be charming her, she think that I want all of her Trynna be baby moms or something I pose out with the condom on Hmm Zoocci coke Ivyson shit phenomenal (Hmm) Dominoes, blessings fall like dominoes They get caught like chargers tho This blunt look like a envelope My grind is oh casual Can't be weak or vulnerable I'm un-pillow talk-able My emotions in-audible Get off me hoe What's in my pockets nigga Cash on arrival, I command that's my title Nigga hands on the bible, yeah, yeah She might pop it with my hands on her spinal I got fans I'm a idol If I smash she might go viral, uh, uh Might go off or something (yeah) Might get lost or something (yeah) She so troublesome, I hit, can't cuff, no officer (yeah) I'm ignoring her she think that she my boss or something (yeah) Check my arsenal, I swing like playing golf or something uhm
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