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cochello rello – get silly (remix) كلمات اغاني

[intro: skimobanz]
yeah, b_tch
pcf sh_t, you know what i’m saying? (haha)
its skimobanz (its skimobanz)
gy, rello, daydoughkage (huh, huh, huh?)

[verse 1: skimobanz]
shoutout my brothers, this sh_t pcf
walk ’round this b_tch, want my head wear a vest
chop wit a stick make you cardiac arrest
known on the block, got a thot, throw me neck
b_tch i got a tec
i’m a dog don’t need no vet
im so icey need a sled
your b_tch kissin’ on my neck
cause she a eater!
douple cup i love pourin’ them liters!
yo b_tch she eat my d_ck, the lil hoe like the fajita
skimo never lackin’ known to keep my f_ckin’ heater
pull up with the pack all the cash go to my visa
lil’ b_tch gon throw it back just so her boyfriend get a feature
b_tch i got thе drip they call me skimo f_ckin’ leakеr
r.i.p my brother duece
slurp a b_tch no jamba juice
lil b_tch wanna f_ck i told her after she gon’ top the crew
the gang we is unstoppable
i like smokin’ dabadoos
lil b_tch f_ck with me, i told her theres a tax that’s due
[verse 2: coch_llo rello]
yeah, even the birds say that i’m fly
yeah you know i’m a h_ll of a guy
make that b_tch shake, rub on her thigh
make a hard verse, only one try
i’m with the sh_ts, that is no lie
dressin’ so clean, bow with no tie
i make it shine, you see the light
i hit these bars with all of my might
they call my rello and i am the only
give her beef steak, not no bologna
i got the fans, they all up on me
your bars are cheesy, mac with the roni

[verse 3: daydoughkage]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got h_lla sticks, point it right at your chest
better watch yourself, do not mess with the best
i stay steady movin’, workin’ on my next step
hoes, betta’ step, not distracted by br__sts
these is my homies, they my fam, they my crest
i know you won’t see my girl, when she undress
y’all is not prepared, you ain’t ready for this test
run up on me boom boom boom boom you rest

[verse 4: gotyos]
yeah she a eater, she like eatin’
im a feaster, there a difference
she a beater, tell her beat it
you dont need me not your mister
i like runnin’ up the guap, you ain’t bout it? guess i’ll beat you
you can’t play this in your car, unless you runnin up the engine
i’ll pull this one lil card, swear that no one gonna miss you
and i know you actin’ hard, i ain’t never heard you in it
i got plenty bottles popped, i don’t need you to get lit up
swear if anybody stop, then you gonna get this lip up
[bridge: coch_llo rello & daydoughkage]
sh_t! who dat! who dat! prep!

[verse 5: prepboy sosa]
you know all i speak is real, yeah b_tch these the facts
been through so much sh_t, a young n_gga can’t relax
smashin’ on a 40 and you know i hit the gas
hear these n_ggas talkin’ but they still dead last
henny an bacardi, n_gga sippin’ on some ak
she thuggin’ with a freak so i had to arch her back
never can i show a hoe, more love then the cash
never stop cause time don’t
flexin’ every time zone
i’m so out my mind hoe
still be on that grind though
she say i’m her ring tone
toss it back like ping pong
contemplatin’ mind froze
used to rock a blindfold
f_ck what you sayin’ b_tch, i’m stuck in my ways
pushin’ h_lla weight, tryna get to the pay
i got me some brothers thats locked in the cage
got some real n_ggas that sleep in the grave
handle my own b_tch, i don’t need no maid
don’t f_ck with the opps, yeah i’m steady dodgin’ jakes
yeah we whip the pot just like we bake a cake
i can’t even eat got alot thats on my plate, yeah

- cochello rello

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