Coochie Coochie

Lyrics
[Intro: Hi-C & Diamonique] Coochie, coochie, ahh Uhh, yeah Coochie, coochie, ahh Yeah, ha ha Coochie, coochie, ahh This what I've been waitin' on Coochie, coochie, ahh Uhh, yeah Drive a grown man crazy Coochie, coochie, ahh [Verse 1: Hi-C] Aw shit, come and show Crawf what you workin' with Booty bouncin' with some big fat tits Held up, I gots to hit this Baby girl thicker than grandma grits Jump in the lake and swim for that fish Most of 'em mesmerized by my wrist When I step up in the club, blingin' like this While the bass pumpin' the tweeters hits Hit to the ear tryin' to work my wrist Hey homie, watch Hey hey, boo, what's up with yo' friend? I don't know, nigga, what's up with some ends? What? Wait a minute, hold up Told you before, I pays for no butt I don't give a fuck if the pussy has platinum and gold in it Don't pay to stick my pole in it I'm cool with that Don't want shit to do with that I'ma throw you on the couch and make you scream "ouch" When I'm humpin' and pumpin' yo cootie cat Told you before, y'all hoes gon' mind Hi-C, Quik, we back on the grind Stompin' through the hood like Frankenstein Look at this bitch with her nasty grind [Hook: DJ Quik & Diamonique] We ain't playin' no mo' I want some coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? I need some coochie, coochie, ahh We ain't playin' no mo' I want some coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? I got some coochie, coochie, ahh [Verse 2: Hi-C] Most girls just wanna be loved By a ballin' ass nigga on dubs To wine and dine and give 'em hugs To get they ass up out that club When you slide up and down that pole You got a brother like me on swole Upside down, fast and slow You got my homies screamin' hoe Let that monkey out of that cage Got 'em all throwin' dollars on the stage Shake that ass and she get paid How you think she bought that Escalade? Ask her, do she got a man? She said, "No, make my own dough, what I need one for?" All I wanna do is see dollars on the floor I'ma do it like a Destiny hoe, independent While I pull, twist, and bend it I bounce, pushin 'em in it She wobbled, twerked, and spinned it Aw shit, wait a minute Look what you done to me Girl, you a lil' to young for me Boo, don't mess around and let Crawf get one off That's it, I'm goin' too sleep, see ya' Wouldn't wanna be ya, baby Bend them blocks and pay me You know how many times your boy done heard, "What you doing? That's my lady" Huh? That's what she tellin' you? Man, that's ain't what she said to me Boy, your girl so cold, when she givin' out blows, had me holler like Steve Harvey Had to hit it with the whole damn thing I'm a one man gang when I'm running a train, it's like; what, what, what Did it so hard the apartment shook Neighbors came by, I was scared to look All is I know is them drawers got took Quik, hit it with the hook Ah! [Hook: DJ Quik & Diamonique] We ain't playin' no mo' I want some coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? I need some coochie, coochie, ahh We ain't playin' no mo' I want some coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? I got some coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' baby? Uh-uh, okay, what [Verse 3: Diamonique] Yeah nigga, I know what you want Cause yeah, nigga, I've got what you need So proceed, young boy, bring your toys I'ma make you scream so come bring the noise And if you don't do that, show me the cash And if you don't do that, I'ma give you the ass The hottest oochie, coochie Even bitches wanna do me, do me I ain't lying, I'm qualified and pure A freaky nasty little mama, what you came in lookin' for And if that's what it is, show me the Benz And if that's what it is, bring your fine girlfriend I'ma break her off too while she [?] Then we turn it around, we gon' both do you Coochie, coochie, that's what you lookin' for (Coochie, coochie) We could do it anywhere, even on the kitchen floor (Anywhere) I don't care, I don't care (I don't care) You could even let your homeboy stare You want it, I do too, baby [Hook: DJ Quik & Diamonique] We ain't playin' no mo' Coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? Coochie, coochie, ahh We ain't playin' no mo' Coochie, coochie, ahh What you thinkin' we came in here for? Coochie, coochie, ahh
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Hi-C (Compton)
- Diamonique
- DJ Quik