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Coco (Pt. 2)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Coco (Pt. 2) è stato pubblicato il 10 dicembre 2023 da Bhp come parte dell'album Hustle Over Habit
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Data di uscita10 dicembre 2023
EtichettaBhp
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM92

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deandre Rowe Sr.
Deandre Rowe Sr.
Songwriter
Raymond Williams Jr
Raymond Williams Jr
Songwriter

Testi

You see me at a job, I'm tryna stack up for that cocoa
This trap shit up and down, you know this street shit go like pogo
My young boy love throwin' bullets, saved him under Romo
Never lackin', keep the gadgets, tell them call me GoGo
Tried to nut up in his hoe face, it got up in her weave
She thought she had a ham, I wouldn't bless her if she sneezed
He tried to cuff the bitch, but I'm the one who got the keys
If you party hit my line, I got exactly what you need
They just brought the prices down, it was just 50 a G
Now the game change, serve it 50 to the fiends
Slide on my favorite head, I'm like, T.T., what you need
Seen the spot slappin', I'm like, take a few of these
And I'm still up in the hood, I be shootin' like I'm Steph
Try to slide on us and you just slidin' to your death
My favorite hoe so fine and her pussy be so wet
She be doin' what I say, shit I guess it be the sex
She like, keep it in drive, I'ma top you while we slide
This bitch really did it, that shit had my eyes wide
She suck a mean dick and she stay up on her grind
Might be my favorite bitch, cause she don't really want my time
Ski up on my line, he just asked me, am I skating
Waitin' on it right now, I just need you to be patient
Only makin' deals on white, got me feelin' like I'm racist
I've been in the trap, they been thinkin' it's vacation
T.T. love that boy, she be actin' like a mother
I know she wanna front before she ask she start to stutter
Give her what she need, I ain't trippin' cause I trust her
She done shopped for years, I can't cap, I kinda love her
Learned how to add in school, that shit got a **** dealin
I ain't make it home, but at least I made a killin
Get em in to get em gone, you don't even know the feelin
Move work instead of work, if you wanna make a livin
The way I churn that shhhhh, they can't believe it's not butter
Jason with the girl, shit, you know I had to cut her
RJ the scam god, got him stored under Eddie
I ain't give her 40 bucks, now she callin' **** petty
I only wanna fuck, told her call me when she ready
This bitch just took my soul, she done slurped me like spaghetti
So many tools in the spot, you would think you walked in Lowe's
I ain't goin' in the club if I can't get in with the pole
Don't invite me to your shit if I can't slide with my bros
All these **** in this bitch, where the fuck is all the hoes
He ain't deserve his sack, I had to swipe it like a Visa
This bitch so fuckin' poor, she tryna fuck me for a pizza
Written by: Deandre Rowe Sr., Raymond Williams Jr
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