Yeah bitch, (I'm gonna call Ro)
I ain't ever hit the pussy raw, I'm using latex on it
I ain't trying to get an STD, it's my number one opponent
If she's above an 8, I might have to risk it though
I hate the fat bitches, need a skinny hoe
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm Coal Miner and I love oral stimulation
Yes, and I don't like the pigs, give me a piece of bacon
We got some spillage in the kitchen, I think I need aprons
I be in the back, I'm wiping the cups with condensation
Man, time is short, I realize I don't got time for these conversations
I can explain it all to you, but I really don't got time to play with
Christopher Columbus on the Mayweather, bitch, I'm sedated
I was singing Kodak Black inside the club when I was faded
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
Church ain't enough, your confession's had enough
Text from the boss, yeah, I'm manager of the month
I get convoluted when I think about you bruh
I want Project Pat to come pour up some sizzip in my cup
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm not blaming you for what you did, but what I'm left with
Why you always gotta leave me here? I'm second guessing
Everything you ever did and everyone I've ever slept with
You was sick as hell and now my rhymes get so infectious
I can leave you out to bleed and I don't got a weapon
One thing that I'll never get is why you ever kept him
If this the best I ever get, I'm just playing defensive
Cause I go Larry Allen if you wanna get offensive
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
If the glove fits, it's like Cinderella but not for shoes
War times, I'm a criminal tryna see some boobs
Jail time, officer can you let them loose
I'm always back of the line, I'm done playing caboose
Coal Miner - Spectrum Lyrics
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Yeah bitch, (I'm gonna call Ro)
I ain't ever hit the pussy raw, I'm using latex on it
I ain't trying to get an STD, it's my number one opponent
If she's above an 8, I might have to risk it though
I hate the fat bitches, need a skinny hoe
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm Coal Miner and I love oral stimulation
Yes, and I don't like the pigs, give me a piece of bacon
We got some spillage in the kitchen, I think I need aprons
I be in the back, I'm wiping the cups with condensation
Man, time is short, I realize I don't got time for these conversations
I can explain it all to you, but I really don't got time to play with
Christopher Columbus on the Mayweather, bitch, I'm sedated
I was singing Kodak Black inside the club when I was faded
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
Church ain't enough, your confession's had enough
Text from the boss, yeah, I'm manager of the month
I get convoluted when I think about you bruh
I want Project Pat to come pour up some sizzip in my cup
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm not blaming you for what you did, but what I'm left with
Why you always gotta leave me here? I'm second guessing
Everything you ever did and everyone I've ever slept with
You was sick as hell and now my rhymes get so infectious
I can leave you out to bleed and I don't got a weapon
One thing that I'll never get is why you ever kept him
If this the best I ever get, I'm just playing defensive
Cause I go Larry Allen if you wanna get offensive
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
If the glove fits, it's like Cinderella but not for shoes
War times, I'm a criminal tryna see some boobs
Jail time, officer can you let them loose
I'm always back of the line, I'm done playing caboose
I ain't ever hit the pussy raw, I'm using latex on it
I ain't trying to get an STD, it's my number one opponent
If she's above an 8, I might have to risk it though
I hate the fat bitches, need a skinny hoe
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm Coal Miner and I love oral stimulation
Yes, and I don't like the pigs, give me a piece of bacon
We got some spillage in the kitchen, I think I need aprons
I be in the back, I'm wiping the cups with condensation
Man, time is short, I realize I don't got time for these conversations
I can explain it all to you, but I really don't got time to play with
Christopher Columbus on the Mayweather, bitch, I'm sedated
I was singing Kodak Black inside the club when I was faded
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
Church ain't enough, your confession's had enough
Text from the boss, yeah, I'm manager of the month
I get convoluted when I think about you bruh
I want Project Pat to come pour up some sizzip in my cup
Yeah, broad after broad that I hit, bitches got a spectrum
You a pain in my ass, feel you in my rectum
She feel pain in her ass, it's really my erection
She says she love vanilla cream, not talking my complexion
I'm not blaming you for what you did, but what I'm left with
Why you always gotta leave me here? I'm second guessing
Everything you ever did and everyone I've ever slept with
You was sick as hell and now my rhymes get so infectious
I can leave you out to bleed and I don't got a weapon
One thing that I'll never get is why you ever kept him
If this the best I ever get, I'm just playing defensive
Cause I go Larry Allen if you wanna get offensive
With my pookadook
Ayy, what that coochie do?
Wax, wax in my system, aye, shoutout Juice
Foot loose every time I go and dance, they say I make it move
I tip my hat, a cigarette in mouth, hey girl, what it do
If the glove fits, it's like Cinderella but not for shoes
War times, I'm a criminal tryna see some boobs
Jail time, officer can you let them loose
I'm always back of the line, I'm done playing caboose
Writer: Coal Miner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid