Cochise - HE HE lyrics
Yung Cochise [Terrell Cox] Palm Bay/Palm Beach, Florida, U.S.🇺🇸
[Cochise - HE HE lyrics]
Ballin' on these niggas
(I I I) uh, I feel like I'm Kobe
Niggas talkin' on me, uh
Push these niggas off me (I I I)
Havoc, pull up on that nigga, leave him holey
(Haha, I'm working on dying)
All my niggas pull up on
That nigga with the carbon (BNYX)
Huh
Yeah, call up my woadie
Yeah, call up my brodie
Yeah, called up the gang
Yeah, call up the homie yeah, we goin' out
Huh, we on the track yeah, call up the gang
Huh, we comin' back
He, I got a switch (He he)
I ride the fashion (He he)
Pull up, I'm laughin' (He he)
Hop in the whip (He he)
Nigga, I'm crashin' (He he) i'm in the 'Bach
(He) my kind of Wagon, uh (Haha)
Might cop that Wagon, yeah (Haha)
Pants, they be saggin', uh, yeah (Haha)
Pull up, we swaggin', uh, yeah (Haha)
Pull up, he laggin', uh, yeah (Ha)
I'm in the game
(Hey, I'm in the game, hey) ha
Ain't talkin' Madden
(Ain't talkin' Madden) ha
Niggas, they lame (Niggas they) , ha
Pull up, I'm braggin' (Ha, yeah) , ha
Yeah, niggas, they be talkin' 'bout "clone"
Come and clone this dick (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, be talkin' bout up
Come and up this stick (yeah, yeah) yeah
Nigga, he try me, I promise a nigga get hit
(A nigga get hit) yeah
Pushin' on niggas, we punchin' on niggas
Like bricks (yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Rover (He he) shawty she mad
(He he) dick in her throat (yeah)
Top of the hill
(He he) I give 'em hope (He he)
I'm in the spaceship
(He he) cleaner than soap, yeah
And we got a hunnid and hunnid and hunnid
And hunnid and hunnid and hunnid of racks
(Damn, nigga)
That mean we got too much damn money
I pull up and hiding it all
I ain't payin' no tax
And all of my shawties, they cute and
They mean and they got a collection
I ain't talkin' Bratz
I ain't talkin' Bratz, but I got me some
Breasts, I might hit from the back
Put my thumb in her crack
Rawr rawr, haha raa raa
(Haha) Raa raa yo' Cochise, a wah dem a seh?
Yeah, call up my woadie
Yeah, call up my brodie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, called up the gang (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, call up the homie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, we goin' out (yeah, yeah)
Huh, we on the track (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, call up the gang (yeah)
Huh, we comin' back
He he, he he he he, he he
He he, he he he he, he he
(I I I) uh, I feel like I'm Kobe
Niggas talkin' on me, uh
Push these niggas off me (I I I)
Havoc, pull up on that nigga, leave him holey
(Haha, I'm working on dying)
All my niggas pull up on
That nigga with the carbon (BNYX)
Huh
Yeah, call up my woadie
Yeah, call up my brodie
Yeah, called up the gang
Yeah, call up the homie yeah, we goin' out
Huh, we on the track yeah, call up the gang
Huh, we comin' back
He, I got a switch (He he)
I ride the fashion (He he)
Pull up, I'm laughin' (He he)
Hop in the whip (He he)
Nigga, I'm crashin' (He he) i'm in the 'Bach
(He) my kind of Wagon, uh (Haha)
Might cop that Wagon, yeah (Haha)
Pants, they be saggin', uh, yeah (Haha)
Pull up, we swaggin', uh, yeah (Haha)
Pull up, he laggin', uh, yeah (Ha)
I'm in the game
(Hey, I'm in the game, hey) ha
Ain't talkin' Madden
(Ain't talkin' Madden) ha
Niggas, they lame (Niggas they) , ha
Pull up, I'm braggin' (Ha, yeah) , ha
Yeah, niggas, they be talkin' 'bout "clone"
Come and clone this dick (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, be talkin' bout up
Come and up this stick (yeah, yeah) yeah
Nigga, he try me, I promise a nigga get hit
(A nigga get hit) yeah
Pushin' on niggas, we punchin' on niggas
Like bricks (yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Rover (He he) shawty she mad
(He he) dick in her throat (yeah)
Top of the hill
(He he) I give 'em hope (He he)
I'm in the spaceship
(He he) cleaner than soap, yeah
And we got a hunnid and hunnid and hunnid
And hunnid and hunnid and hunnid of racks
(Damn, nigga)
That mean we got too much damn money
I pull up and hiding it all
I ain't payin' no tax
And all of my shawties, they cute and
They mean and they got a collection
I ain't talkin' Bratz
I ain't talkin' Bratz, but I got me some
Breasts, I might hit from the back
Put my thumb in her crack
Rawr rawr, haha raa raa
(Haha) Raa raa yo' Cochise, a wah dem a seh?
Yeah, call up my woadie
Yeah, call up my brodie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, called up the gang (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, call up the homie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, we goin' out (yeah, yeah)
Huh, we on the track (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, call up the gang (yeah)
Huh, we comin' back
He he, he he he he, he he
He he, he he he he, he he