Coot Corleone, Kalan.FrFr - She mine too lyrics
Kalan Montgomery [L.A., California. USA.]
[Coot Corleone, Kalan.FrFr - She mine too lyrics]
Cash roll fire in this blunt
All these blues
Baby shake it like a red nose
Head toe shorty connect go
Aye money on the floor yea
Got some more send lil buddy to the store yea
I’m on a roll need ma shorty for my pole
Walmart buyin bullets for my pole
Can't lie it’s a demon in her soul
Got some semen in her throat
Go deep she don’t choke
All these chromes on my coat
Vvs and water you and I can bring a boat
Niggas say they sliding i don't pop it I just
Aye crew said give thesе hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like gеnuine But I talk
Shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain’t never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to
Score just need a lil theraflu
Niggas ain’t gone take it there cause we
Gone come take care of you
(Hold on) all that Burberry they
Gone have to burry you
Yea When they stop makin sticks
Who scared of who
Oh that’s your bitch yea well she mine too
Sorry took yo bitch lil dirty dude
If he tryna trip I’m known to act a fool
Player shit spending racks up in saks fifth
Legit the crip
But your bitch she call me cocky coot
You mad I don’t love you I be fuckin on you
You mad I don’t trust you I be hugging on you
I be ten toes down so I can’t fold on you
Really talk about it I be bout it bout it
Can you hold it down and
Make me proud about it
Fendi store shopping loui v shopping
All this damn drip sitting in the closet
All these damn racks no safe deposit
Diamond rings
Had to put you in that foreign thang
New Benz and and them forgiatos
Push to start it’s a new model
Ma lead the way niggas can’t follow
Niggas pressured huh
Me and kalan we for real
They can’t fuck with us
We got foreigns we got bitches
We got blue bucks
Niggas clowns niggas fake so we can’t trust
I know they know i rock they block and roll
Yo boy don’t know
That his bitch feeling on my Rollie
Aye crew said give these hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like genuine But I talk
Shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain’t never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to
Score just need a lil theraflu
Niggas ain’t gone take it there cause we
Gone come take care of you
(Hold on) all that Burberry they
Gone have to burry you
Yea When they stop makin sticks
Who scared of who
Oh that’s your bitch yea well she mine too
All these blues
Baby shake it like a red nose
Head toe shorty connect go
Aye money on the floor yea
Got some more send lil buddy to the store yea
I’m on a roll need ma shorty for my pole
Walmart buyin bullets for my pole
Can't lie it’s a demon in her soul
Got some semen in her throat
Go deep she don’t choke
All these chromes on my coat
Vvs and water you and I can bring a boat
Niggas say they sliding i don't pop it I just
Aye crew said give thesе hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like gеnuine But I talk
Shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain’t never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to
Score just need a lil theraflu
Niggas ain’t gone take it there cause we
Gone come take care of you
(Hold on) all that Burberry they
Gone have to burry you
Yea When they stop makin sticks
Who scared of who
Oh that’s your bitch yea well she mine too
Sorry took yo bitch lil dirty dude
If he tryna trip I’m known to act a fool
Player shit spending racks up in saks fifth
Legit the crip
But your bitch she call me cocky coot
You mad I don’t love you I be fuckin on you
You mad I don’t trust you I be hugging on you
I be ten toes down so I can’t fold on you
Really talk about it I be bout it bout it
Can you hold it down and
Make me proud about it
Fendi store shopping loui v shopping
All this damn drip sitting in the closet
All these damn racks no safe deposit
Diamond rings
Had to put you in that foreign thang
New Benz and and them forgiatos
Push to start it’s a new model
Ma lead the way niggas can’t follow
Niggas pressured huh
Me and kalan we for real
They can’t fuck with us
We got foreigns we got bitches
We got blue bucks
Niggas clowns niggas fake so we can’t trust
I know they know i rock they block and roll
Yo boy don’t know
That his bitch feeling on my Rollie
Aye crew said give these hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like genuine But I talk
Shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain’t never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to
Score just need a lil theraflu
Niggas ain’t gone take it there cause we
Gone come take care of you
(Hold on) all that Burberry they
Gone have to burry you
Yea When they stop makin sticks
Who scared of who
Oh that’s your bitch yea well she mine too