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Sly Cooper

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Quelly Woo - Rap, Underground Rap

Sly Cooper

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June 2024.

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[Intro] Whole lotta-whole lotta, damn Damn, damn Whole lotta-whole lotta, damn (Yo-yo, Meen, play that shit) Look [Chorus] Move like a thief in the night, Sly Cooper Came with some shooters, but they not no hoopers Shoot, swish, get to throwin' like Luka Bad bitch wanna tote on a Ruger Back door locked, watchin' out for intruders Shorty a tootie, good brain like a tutor She blowin' dick like she playin' a flute or She playin' a bagpipe [Verse] Max stamina, hittin' it all night, like I got her yellin' like Six Flags Fright Night Catch a dizzy, start boomin' like dynamite It could get spooky if I back out [?] Pop a 30, think I see the af– Pop a 30, think I see the afterlife She a baddie, she bouncin' that a– She a baddie, she bouncin' that ass a lot Bend her over and dip (Like) Baby, keep rockin' that shit, don't stop it The way you move that ass like that I-I could tell you so proud that you got it Used to want that Jada and Will love Till I pree'd that shit is fake as the fuck Bro-Brodie spent so much years with that bitch And that bitch still went and fucked the friend of they son (Damn) I am legend, these Perkys my cure Too-Too many drugs, too frass, whole day been a blur Duppy got the wheel and he swervin' like Herb Keep one in the head, [?] Wembyana Make you go to sleep, you don't need no pajamas, like Better stay on point, katana .40 make it hot, Guyana When it get to singin' like Hannah Montana I mean Montana, like She do what I say, commander Need a loyal bitch, Savannah To start us a legacy I feel like Bron, 2012, game 6 (Like) I-I feel the jealousy I feel like Ronaldo, shooting that penatly Spinnin' with Tuck', he gon' up it with chemistry Like, wait Dupp' suvy, bend that V Feel like Vin Diesel when he gliding You know Jugger be juggin' ode And I'm wit' Raccs, he violent like a tyrant (Like) I need the loot, I'm a pirate Step on the gas if the sirens behind us Baby, TP, stay silent (Shh) [Chorus] Move like a thief in the night, Sly Cooper Came with some shooters, but they not no hoopers Shoot, swish, get to throwin' like Luka Bad bitch wanna tote on a Ruger Back door locked, watchin' out for intruders Shorty a tootie, good brain like a tutor She blowin' dick like she playin' a flute or She playin' a bagpipe

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Credits

Writers
  • Quelly Woo
  • Meenman