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Spida4Eva - Cookout Lyrics



Spida4Eva - Cookout Lyrics
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Bipolar when I spazz
Baby moma on my ass
Shit I ain't been free in a month
Sleeping in the yo gotta stay on task
Waking up to a pre-roll blunt
All this Bass put beat in your trunk
Be yourself around me I can see through the fronts
Nigga chief so much see the pink in the runtz
From a Buss to whip with a B in the Front
No one said it would be easy
In cell 131 yelling free me
You can want me baby but dont need me
Smash then I'm out of here like wheezy
Smash on your bitch keep it G like Herbo
This shit smack run it back like Turbo
It's a school day but I'm skipping like fellow
Bitch nigga try me I'm spraying like squirtle
Got that pussy wet like Squirtle
Got that beach wet like Myrtle
Henny slow me up like turtle
Niggas bang red and blue leave you purple
Nigga I was broke shit dead now
Youngin dont be walking around with your head down
Folks told they'll be there I got let down
I'm a survivor of lay down or get down
Hay
Way too deep now a nigga got pull
Now I'm with the gang when I pull out
Two babies in that pussy so good couldn't pull out
You in the stands on the field a nigga stood out
Bitches getting fed good D at the cookout
Stood ten toes 3rd eye like a lookout
Throw a Block party we'll being the whole hood out
BANDS......
A make you dance bae
Just like CASH....
A make you spazz bae please can you bring yo ass bae
Hotel suites and big glass bae
Chief and treat everything like ass trays
I love your type no backspace
I sware
Bipolar when I spazz
Baby moma on my ass
Shit I ain't been free in a month
Sleeping in the yo gotta stay on task
Waking up to a pre-roll blunt
All this Bass put beat in your trunk
Be yourself around me I can see through the fronts
Nigga chief so much see the pink in the runtz
From a Buss to whip with a B in the Front
Bought my mom a crib now I feel like a Jeanie
Equipped with cable she can see me on TV
Can't do love my heart cold need a beanie
Cause bitches play tricks dog and I'm not Houdini
I now how it feels I show love to the needy
Post at Atlantic Station selling my CD
Play with my son I'm a mirk you on GD
Baby tatt my name on your walls like graffiti
Tatt my name let me know you forreal
I can trust you if I don't know you forreal
You coming over den I owe you a pill
I dont want talk but I can show you forreal
I can show you better Dan I can tell you
And you know its money when they smell you
Got good dick I can give you
And good dank I can sell
Way too deep now a nigga got pull
Now I'm with the gang when I pull out
Two babies in that pussy so good couldn't pull out
You in the stands on the field a nigga stood out
Bitches getting fed good D at the cookout
Stood ten toes 3rd eye like a lookout
Throw a Block party we'll being the whole hood out
BANDS...
A make you dance bae
Just like CASH....
A make you spazz bae please can you bring yo ass bae
Hotel suites and big glass bae
Chief and treat everything like ass trays
I love your type no backspace
I sware
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Bipolar when I spazz
Baby moma on my ass
Shit I ain't been free in a month
Sleeping in the yo gotta stay on task
Waking up to a pre-roll blunt
All this Bass put beat in your trunk
Be yourself around me I can see through the fronts
Nigga chief so much see the pink in the runtz
From a Buss to whip with a B in the Front
No one said it would be easy
In cell 131 yelling free me
You can want me baby but dont need me
Smash then I'm out of here like wheezy
Smash on your bitch keep it G like Herbo
This shit smack run it back like Turbo
It's a school day but I'm skipping like fellow
Bitch nigga try me I'm spraying like squirtle
Got that pussy wet like Squirtle
Got that beach wet like Myrtle
Henny slow me up like turtle
Niggas bang red and blue leave you purple
Nigga I was broke shit dead now
Youngin dont be walking around with your head down
Folks told they'll be there I got let down
I'm a survivor of lay down or get down
Hay
Way too deep now a nigga got pull
Now I'm with the gang when I pull out
Two babies in that pussy so good couldn't pull out
You in the stands on the field a nigga stood out
Bitches getting fed good D at the cookout
Stood ten toes 3rd eye like a lookout
Throw a Block party we'll being the whole hood out
BANDS......
A make you dance bae
Just like CASH....
A make you spazz bae please can you bring yo ass bae
Hotel suites and big glass bae
Chief and treat everything like ass trays
I love your type no backspace
I sware
Bipolar when I spazz
Baby moma on my ass
Shit I ain't been free in a month
Sleeping in the yo gotta stay on task
Waking up to a pre-roll blunt
All this Bass put beat in your trunk
Be yourself around me I can see through the fronts
Nigga chief so much see the pink in the runtz
From a Buss to whip with a B in the Front
Bought my mom a crib now I feel like a Jeanie
Equipped with cable she can see me on TV
Can't do love my heart cold need a beanie
Cause bitches play tricks dog and I'm not Houdini
I now how it feels I show love to the needy
Post at Atlantic Station selling my CD
Play with my son I'm a mirk you on GD
Baby tatt my name on your walls like graffiti
Tatt my name let me know you forreal
I can trust you if I don't know you forreal
You coming over den I owe you a pill
I dont want talk but I can show you forreal
I can show you better Dan I can tell you
And you know its money when they smell you
Got good dick I can give you
And good dank I can sell
Way too deep now a nigga got pull
Now I'm with the gang when I pull out
Two babies in that pussy so good couldn't pull out
You in the stands on the field a nigga stood out
Bitches getting fed good D at the cookout
Stood ten toes 3rd eye like a lookout
Throw a Block party we'll being the whole hood out
BANDS...
A make you dance bae
Just like CASH....
A make you spazz bae please can you bring yo ass bae
Hotel suites and big glass bae
Chief and treat everything like ass trays
I love your type no backspace
I sware
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Writer: Samuel Rogers
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Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Samuel Rogers
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