Cochise - Under The Seat
Yo Cochise, a weh demHuh, something is under the seat, huh (hello)
Something is under the seat (hello)
Something is under the seat (aha)
Shawty she called me a freak, (freak) I told her, "Whip out your feet" (hah)
Toes, they looking neat, huh, the bro's, they got the leaf, uh
Yeah, these niggas weird, uh, yeah
Feel like veneers, huh, yeah
She in my ear, huh, yeah, I do not hear, huh, yeah
I do not mind (I do not mind), yeah, bitch I'm Mike Ty
Shawty alright, I got the- damn
I get the bag and I flip it
Half of ya niggas ain't gettin' this money, I know that you lying, admit it, uh-huh
And we goin' straight to the bank (the bank)
And we goin' straight to the bank (uh-huh)
I'm in that booty, it stink (yeah)
Open it up and it spray
I was like, "What are you-", uh yeah
I was like, "Bae, I've been thinking"
She was like, "Bro, what you thinking?"
I want some hair on my chin
Feel like I'm Abraham Lincoln
She was like, "Boy, you've been drinking?"
I was like, "Nah, I've been singing"
Shawty, she lookin' me with it (yeah)
I was like, "No, we ain't linkin"
These niggas ain't done like the voice (huh)
You niggas, you don't got a choice (blatt)
I told that boy, "You gotta-" (blatt)
Okay, hop in the Range, okay
She call me white, okay, no it's not Hanes, okay
We ain't the same, okay, girl what you think, okay?
She said it was (?), Okay, she said it was (?), okay
She said it was nice, okay, I'm ballin' like Dang, okay
He don't even play, okay, but he still gettin' paid, okay
And I beat up the face, yeah, I might up beat up the face, okay
I might beat up the case, okay, I might beat up lil' Jay
Rosa Parks, you might sit on my face
Tell that boy, tighten up like a lace
Got the team on my back, like a brace (uh-huh)
And I'm straight to the point, like a mace (uh-huh)
In the mornin', I'm sayin' my grace (amen)
And I open up like a case
I've been gone, lot money to make
I told shawty, "We don't gotta mate"
Written by:
Terrell Cox
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