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Coochie Flow - Pros ap Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: P pros ap | Published: 2024-01-10T05:21:29:00+07:00

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[intro: pros ap]
(yeah, baby, you—)
pros

[verse 1: pros ap]
doggy out here smokin’ on some black, that is not zaz’
let a n*gga play with all*pros, we gon’ gun him down
i’m the type to hit a n*gga block like dah*dah*dah
i’m the type to slide in fast and diored down

[verse 2: fat jd]
no coochie man, i’ll take your ass to poundtown
the tag my brother in too, we need another round
you give me runner vibes

[verse 3: 969 tee]
yeah, he run up on gang, now he gotta die
yeah, another homicide
you say you got zaz’, you a turtle lie
yeah, i’m smokin’ turtle pie
these n*ggas hoes, i ain’t gotta lie

[verse 4: pros ap]
hold on, hold on
b*tch, your p*ssy smell like a no*go
i be ballin’ on thеse n*ggas, free throws
f*ck a fake bougie b*tch, i likе freak hoes
[verse 5: fat jd]
me and tee both f*cked, smash bros
smash bros
i’m lookin’ for a bootyhole
i hit her with the “so?” pose
dissin’ a fat b*tch, took books in the hole

[verse 6: 969 tee]
you grown as h*ll and you still cuffin’ hoes
after i f*ck, you gotta go, put on your clothes
yeah, head to the door
pros kicked her out the doonie room, she gotta go

[verse 7: pros ap]
pros, she gotta go, yeah, i say
b*tch sucked the d*ck for an hour and i ain’t bust yet
thick b*tch look like cardi b and i’m offset
i done been up for a minute, ain’t fell off yet
b*tch still suckin’ on the tip, she say the b*lls next

[verse 8: fat jd]
i done f*cked her and her friend, now she upset
made it up to them hoes, took ’em to somerset
flyin’ up big v*ver, almost crashed the ‘vette
made her get on all fours, i treat her like a pet
[verse 9: pros ap]
made her get on all fours like she at the vet
hit this b*tch from the back, man, that coochie wet
asked her, “baby, do you love me?” she think gucci back
i done hit this b*tch in the restroom and took a coochie bath

[interlude: rio da yung og]
alright, ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga, alright
ghetto boyz sh*t, n*gga

[verse 10: rio da yung og]
i just hopped off a plane, hopped in a rental, finna hit the road
’bout to buy a lam’ truck off strip clubs, i got sixty shows
i love when she suck it with a tongue ring, it tickle, though
beat a b*tch down, then make her walk around pigeon*toed
my fiend can sniff more dope than yours, he got a bigger nose
i popped a n*gga up with this ‘fit on, can’t do video

[verse 11: yn jay]
plug graduated, came up off zips, now he got sixty ‘bows
if we only speaking in ohio, i got sixty hoes
in the club poppin’ champagne, i be spillin’ rose
i just popped a percocet, got me feelin’ strong
smack my b*tch up in the club, got me feelin’ wrong
d*mn, i be feelin’ bold
b*tch ride my d*ck all night, i can feel it roll
[verse 12: rio da yung og]
start the car up and press a b*tton, now the ceiling gone
three thousand dollars— yeah
three thousand dollars just for don julio, the liquor row
had a hundred on a plr, i kept missin’, though
this a semi, but can turn into a fully with the switch that’s on it
she can ride d*ck good, she did sit*ups on it
and i like the way she suck d*ck, she did hiccups on it
if i make it rain dubs in the club, don’t pick up nothin’
i been cheatin’ all— yeah, i think— alright
i been cheatin’ all week, i think i’ma hit my b*tch up sunday

[verse 13: yn jay]
b*tch told me that she want a truck, seen a pickup comin’
she can suck my d*ck and give my rides, that’s my pick*up— alright, ahh
that’s my pick*up woman

[verse 14: rio da yung og]
distrokid ain’t pay enough, i need a brick of somethin’
never mind, i hit my n*gga up, he said bricks a hundred
you always got the strap, but you don’t shoot, what, you a pistol holder?
i just hit ten b*tches raw, i got trich0m*nas

[verse 15: yn jay]
had my old*head pop you up, he like sixty*somethin’
what the f*ck? hold on, what is?— alright
i just seen a rat in full speed, they think mickey runnin’
i can smell a play around the corner, i think sydney comin’
b*tch made a— sound, she put a hickey on it
i just got caught up in— ahh
i just got caught up in a bed with a different woman

[verse 16: rio da yung og]
i turnt around, bustin’ when i’m runnin’, i ain’t— yeah
i turnt around, bustin’ through the alley, i ain’t ricky runnin’
pop, pop, pop when i drive, they think the kitty bustin’

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