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Migos - Cocoon
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Darryl McCorkell
Darryl McCorkell
Songwriter
Dina Marto
Dina Marto
Songwriter
Irvin Whitlow
Irvin Whitlow
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cheeze Beatz
Cheeze Beatz
Producer

Songteksten

When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch 2000 on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch with two By myself at the top like cocoon When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave we the wave typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room I put the fours on em Came from juggin' with bowl homie Now look all this rose gold gold yellow gold gold gold on me Yeah mob ties frog eyes What a time to be alive No neighbors House on the hill with the acres Don't date her Running through the squad slave her I'm the mayor President Huncho a player Twin chopper Sonic and Tails Twin chopper Sonic and Tails Niggas love when the birds sing White cocaine piggy and the brain Love when the box hit the mail I love when the player wanna bail I hate when a nigga want problems But I love to give a nigga shells God protect me from the evil Take the squad out the cheetah Streets crawling like beetles But the stainless steel keep me cleaning You got it out the mud I got it out the ore You heard the cash prince niggas on Forbes I'm the plug Extension cord Got your favorite model on drugs If you ain't know it When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch 2000 on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave we the wave typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room Ay, I ain't tryna save em' Momma said don't let em' no where you lay at Old bitches back in the day use to play bad I'm a pull up flexing in the Maybach Northside nigga but we bought the A back I'm a beat the motherfucker make his face flat Hit it from the back back baby throw it back Have a heart attack Can you handle that? Maison Margiela dabbin' on everybody I'm on the codeine moving like a dead body Bad bitch went to college but she real thotty That's the reason I can't even trust nobody Celine and supreme I'm the dab daddy She coming home with me when she mad at ya Sucking on me buckling my knees throw a bag at ya Molly feel like Hercules when a nigga jab at ya Hold on wait, Hopping in the Wraith Stars in the ceiling like I'm living out of space Manoeuvre like a boss we don't ever leave a trace Dirty Diana the chopper keep a nigga safe Fucking a model bitches big booty little waist I'm putting the money over these bitches any day This one for the people that taking drugs everyday Fuck what they say let the pain go away When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch 2000 on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave we the wave typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room Pinky codeine and mushrooms Sweep a nigga like I was a broom I be going up like a balloon Chop a nigga with the bamboo in Cancun 20 bitches runnin' 'round nude [?] we fuckin' them by the two I got water drippin' out my jewels If it ain't Actavis nigga it ain't approved Migo the gang we will never lose So many bitches might catch me on Shade room Got a Pit bull thinking 'bout copping a Baboon Free all my niggas like a movie they coming soon When I'm in the coupe I feel like I'm in a cacoon Ten bitches ready up at the boom boom room [?] John but I ain't Tune Takeoff! When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch 2000 on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave we the wave typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room
Writer(s): Quavious Keyate Marshall, Irvin Devine Whitlow, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Dina Marto, Darryl Patric Mccorkell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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