Bae color of fudge
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
Give a f*ck
About a nigga waving hand signs
In the hood since
We was useing land lines
Hustle hard make them bands climb
In the car wit a pretty dime
Hair got hang time
Black rims pout them things shine
Throwing salt little bitch
Thats a hate crime dare dorks
Try and take mine hang on the porch
Like a nigga some wind chimes
Where the hoes that shake behind
F*ck retrograde
Need retro's a new fade
Petro cups of lemonade
Space in shade hat that say l a
Keep it hundred keep it grand
Enemies use to be friends
Hennessy bunch of plants
Coming up with plans
To flip this pell grant
Dwell where boys have to be men
Drenched with sin fins in the water Filled with sharks
Don't deal with marks
Dogs in yard ain't all bark
Ball in this bitch shot got ark
Smart to get out this rat race
Job work ya till ya back break
To afford gas and a latte
Bae color of fudge
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
What it do cups of 80 prufe
Couple of brews scuffle or two Trying to double the loot
With a couple of troops
On the buckle the crew
Cash count stuff accounts
Big amounts
So when aint around
Kids don't drown
Lay down anything in the way
On this playground
Done took it on the greyhound
Most dont have the heart
To stay around guess they scared
Somewhere outta town
Push them lame ass niggas
Outta bounce
To many bitch ass names to count
Sink or swim mice and men
Born to win sworn to friends
Worn is gems so african
Tint 5 percent culture art and fashion
Wooooooooh
Bag bussin out the seems roll it in a Russian cream
Hormones feen for green
Corleone hat what she sitting on fat
Fixing to mack
Cologne attract her phormones
Take her back home
Deliver a calzone
Make the whore moan
All skin tones caramels
Chocolates foreigns and redbones
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Jaeigh Sherwood - Cooper Kupp Lyrics
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Bae color of fudge
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
Give a f*ck
About a nigga waving hand signs
In the hood since
We was useing land lines
Hustle hard make them bands climb
In the car wit a pretty dime
Hair got hang time
Black rims pout them things shine
Throwing salt little bitch
Thats a hate crime dare dorks
Try and take mine hang on the porch
Like a nigga some wind chimes
Where the hoes that shake behind
F*ck retrograde
Need retro's a new fade
Petro cups of lemonade
Space in shade hat that say l a
Keep it hundred keep it grand
Enemies use to be friends
Hennessy bunch of plants
Coming up with plans
To flip this pell grant
Dwell where boys have to be men
Drenched with sin fins in the water Filled with sharks
Don't deal with marks
Dogs in yard ain't all bark
Ball in this bitch shot got ark
Smart to get out this rat race
Job work ya till ya back break
To afford gas and a latte
Bae color of fudge
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
What it do cups of 80 prufe
Couple of brews scuffle or two Trying to double the loot
With a couple of troops
On the buckle the crew
Cash count stuff accounts
Big amounts
So when aint around
Kids don't drown
Lay down anything in the way
On this playground
Done took it on the greyhound
Most dont have the heart
To stay around guess they scared
Somewhere outta town
Push them lame ass niggas
Outta bounce
To many bitch ass names to count
Sink or swim mice and men
Born to win sworn to friends
Worn is gems so african
Tint 5 percent culture art and fashion
Wooooooooh
Bag bussin out the seems roll it in a Russian cream
Hormones feen for green
Corleone hat what she sitting on fat
Fixing to mack
Cologne attract her phormones
Take her back home
Deliver a calzone
Make the whore moan
All skin tones caramels
Chocolates foreigns and redbones
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
Give a f*ck
About a nigga waving hand signs
In the hood since
We was useing land lines
Hustle hard make them bands climb
In the car wit a pretty dime
Hair got hang time
Black rims pout them things shine
Throwing salt little bitch
Thats a hate crime dare dorks
Try and take mine hang on the porch
Like a nigga some wind chimes
Where the hoes that shake behind
F*ck retrograde
Need retro's a new fade
Petro cups of lemonade
Space in shade hat that say l a
Keep it hundred keep it grand
Enemies use to be friends
Hennessy bunch of plants
Coming up with plans
To flip this pell grant
Dwell where boys have to be men
Drenched with sin fins in the water Filled with sharks
Don't deal with marks
Dogs in yard ain't all bark
Ball in this bitch shot got ark
Smart to get out this rat race
Job work ya till ya back break
To afford gas and a latte
Bae color of fudge
Get grub gooch touched
Scoot back where i scooped her up
Then go run a play like cooper kupp
What it do cups of 80 prufe
Couple of brews scuffle or two Trying to double the loot
With a couple of troops
On the buckle the crew
Cash count stuff accounts
Big amounts
So when aint around
Kids don't drown
Lay down anything in the way
On this playground
Done took it on the greyhound
Most dont have the heart
To stay around guess they scared
Somewhere outta town
Push them lame ass niggas
Outta bounce
To many bitch ass names to count
Sink or swim mice and men
Born to win sworn to friends
Worn is gems so african
Tint 5 percent culture art and fashion
Wooooooooh
Bag bussin out the seems roll it in a Russian cream
Hormones feen for green
Corleone hat what she sitting on fat
Fixing to mack
Cologne attract her phormones
Take her back home
Deliver a calzone
Make the whore moan
All skin tones caramels
Chocolates foreigns and redbones
Writer: Robert Jason Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid