Young Cypher - CoCo (Freestyle) lyrics
rate meFt. MurdockHD & Michel'le Reshay
(Hook)
I'm in luv with the mula
I'm in luv with the mula
Bitch, I'm cooler than a coola
I'm in luv with the mula
(Post-Hook)
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I just sell it for the kilo
Drop the clip then I reload
And we won't stop till the team blow
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I'm in luv with the C-Note
And we won't stop till the team blow
(Verse: Young Cypher)
Pocket full of money, know I gotta spend it
Pull up in the foreign with the windows tinted
In the strip club, we gon' throw it all
Shawty give me jaws, then I'm in 'er walls
Money is the root of all evil, neva sell my soul
Gotta go out here and get this money and then watch it fold
Said she don't even like to do molly but she luv that blow
Lil shawty kinda bad with the body, gon' drop it low
(Hook)
I'm in luv with the mula
I'm in luv with the mula
Bitch, I'm cooler than a coola
I'm in luv with the mula
(Post-Hook)
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I just sell it for the kilo
Drop the clip then I reload
And we won't stop till the team blow
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I'm in luv with the C-Note
And we won't stop till the team blow
(Verse 2: MurdockHD)
Ya, said I'm all about my profit
Spend it all, we don't do deposits
Said I want it so I bought it
Real money, niggas, we don't use a ?
I'm the man in this bitch and I know it
Fuck extendoes, I got 4 clips
Fuck shit, leave you'z here with no lips
Eva seen a nigga talk with no lips?
All my niggas, we run this shit
If I'm lyin', I'm flyin'
Well, goddamn, I must be lyin'
Cuz we all way flyin'
Now get to fuck a bitch in her clothes
But I betta be all loud, won't speak
No deep ends or no tweets
Cuz new pussy I need
I'mma tell you like they told me
It's one rule MOB
That's Money Ova Bitches
When you're whippin' in the kitchen
Keep yo pistol and yo patnas on key
Trap!
(Interlude: Michel'le Reshay x2)
I'm in luv with the Ciroc
Takin' shots out the baba
Get into the money, yeah, it's nada
My niggas fuck these bitches and say baba
(Verse 3: Michel'le Reshay)
Cookin', flippin', my niggas be in the kitchen
We be blowin' money, we ain't even trippin'
Drinkin' out the bottle, nigga I'm just livin'
I know you mad, cuz I got yo bitch with me champagne sippin'
Turn up turn up turn up turn up aye all we do is turn up
And if you cross me, nigga, you can meet my burner, hey
They go to the aye, nigga ya know I don't play
Catch me switchin' lanes, nigga, lane to lane
(Interlude x2)
Cool my niggas I done started with
I don't give a fuck if ya ain't fuckin' wid us
Don't make me no difference, I ain't arguin' wicha
Cuz you a lame bitch, ain't got a pot to piss in
(Post-Hook)
I'm in luv with the C-Note
I just sell it for the kilo
Drop the clip then I reload
And we won't stop till the team blow
