Fucc Cuh (feat. 03 Greedo)

歌詞

That nigga, oh She like "Fuck that nigga" (Arjay on the beat) I got on my enemigo red bottoms Coupe came enemigo blue Anybody KKK Bitch, my plug my shooter too Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "Fuck cuh" Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "Fuck cuh" Pull a trick out from across the tracks Got my hottie screamin' out, "Fuck love" Fuck love Screamin' out, "Fuck love" Fuck love Got my hottie screamin' out, "Fuck love" Fuck cuh She be feelin' like "Fuck that nigga" Fuck love, fuck cuh Fuck love Throwin' up G's, she throwin' up B's Some niggas bang C's, some niggas bang P's Some niggas bang Fruits, some niggas bang Trees I'm hangin' like grapes just to hit a Georgia peach, ayy, ayy I'm like Hoover, six-oh, six-nine I do my time When I do my grind Got her feelin' like "Fuck that nigga" Little hottie gon' bust that trigger I-I, ayy, ayy, yeah I make her squirt, make her spray, yeah-yeah I'm in the turf where she lay I'm out here makin' these plays I got on my enemigo red bottoms Coupe came enemigo blue Anybody KKK Bitch, my plug my shooter too Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "Fuck cuh" Got my lil' hottie screamin' out, "Fuck cuh" Pull a trick out from across the tracks Got my hottie screamin' out, "Fuck love" Fuck love Screamin' out, "Fuck love" Fuck love Got my hottie screamin' out, "Fuck love" (Just bringin' Greedo over) Fuck cuh She be feelin' like "Fuck that nigga" Put my lil' ho in some red bottoms (Red bottoms) Free all of my niggas 'cause the feds got 'em (Feds got 'em) I don't know shit, nigga, I don't know who shot 'em (Who?) I don't know shit, nigga, I don't know who shot 'em (I don't know) She a Blood but she fuck with them Cuzzins (Cuh) I don't bang, but she wanna come and fuck niggas (Fuck niggas) Got a Backwood and you know it's stuffed, nigga (Ayy) Got a Backwood blunt and it's stuffed, nigga I want all the dough, all the crust, nigga (Crust, nigga) Give me all the dope 'fore I bust niggas (Bah) You wasn't with me when I had to take the bus, nigga (Uh) So you not comin' with now that I'm up, nigga (Woo) Free my nigga Greedo out them cuffs, nigga Free my brodie Drakeo, that's a must, nigga (My nigga) I think I need a Band-Aid, I'm too cut, nigga I think I need a bandana, I'm too cut, nigga Ah-ah (Arjay on the beat), I-I-I I'm like Hoover, six-oh, six-nine I do my shorty When I do my grind Got her feelin' like "Fuck that nigga" Little hottie gon' bust that trigger, ayy Yeah Yeah, we started OTX Like, OTX, it's pretty much like a family now Long live my nigga Josh, I love you Joshua forever