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[Intro: Comethazine & Lil Juice] Yeah, yeah Ayy, ayy Bitch, I go coo-coo, I go dummy Lean up in my tummy Ayy Lean up in my tummy Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money Orale wyt! Danny, I see you! Yeah, ayy, ayy [Chorus] I go coo-coo, I go dummy (Dummy!) Lean up in my tummy (Tummy!) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven (yeah, uh-huh) Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion (the oven) I go coo-coo, I go dummy Lean up in my tummy (uh-huh) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven (the oven) Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion [Verse] Ni-niggas broke, they can't buy shit These niggas ballin' on a budget, yeah (a budget) She just sucked my dick, then looked at me, and said she loved it, yeah (she loved it) I just fucked up sixty fucking racks for the fuck of it (the fuck it, yeah) Boy, stop sending links to your tracks, I don't fuck with it (don't fuck with it!) Bitch don't even look like her snaps, undercover bitch (lil ugly bitch) No bitch, I do not wanna chat, or take your number bitch Say, bitch is you gon' throw that neck, are you with the shits A hundred shots bustin' out this TEC, watch it rip your shit (boom!) [Chorus] I go coo-coo, I go dummy (Dummy!) Lean up in my tummy (Tummy!) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion I go coo-coo, I go dummy (yeah, yeah) Lean up in my tummy (uh-huh) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my-and my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion I go coo-coo, I go dummy (Dummy!) Lean up in my tummy (Tummy!) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion I go coo-coo, I go dummy (Dummy!) Lean up in my tummy (Tummy!) Watch, this hoe gon' fuck 'cause I be flexin' all this money And my-and my wrist is frozen, need to throw it in the oven (the oven) Yes, I took your bitch to my crib, no discussion
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Credits
- Writers
- Danny Wolf
- wyt
- Comethazine