It's Cosfinger, baby
Jael
Woooowieeeeeee
Bitch, Jump Back! This aint a boobie its all a Trap
And you know we coming for the looooty
Napsacks and Jeans filled with booty
Going skating im feeling groovy
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leavin' out pearls, diamonds, and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him and dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
Hold on, I ain't even begun
My bitches stay ready to jump
And our purses equipped with a gun
6M 7M 8 9, it's time to come outside
I'm lit, I'm geeked, I'm fly
Im lit, Im geeked, too high
Loads of paper, yeah, we call that bread
Loads of paper, so you know I'm fed
And that dussee goin' down, no chase
That bottle not touch my face
I don't want your weed shit, lace
I don't want your weed shit, lace
4 inches, less than 5'2
I pull up, they watch what I do
What's up with these purses, I cannot deny it
What's under my trenchie, I bet he admire it
That look in his eyes, I can tell he desire it
I was just at Fashion Ave when I told them fire me
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
You know we comin' for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leaving out in pearls diamonds and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him a dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
I've been through the worst, so all this shit easy
Had a little accent so bitches would tease me
You can't name a bitch in the field that I'm duckin'
You can't name a nigga in the field that I'm f*ckin'
Hands and knees work good like Cinderella
Outside with the ring, so we duckin' the fellas
Walkin' out the bank with the stack from the tellers
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
And you know we coming for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
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English
It's Cosfinger, baby
Jael
Woooowieeeeeee
Bitch, Jump Back! This aint a boobie its all a Trap
And you know we coming for the looooty
Napsacks and Jeans filled with booty
Going skating im feeling groovy
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leavin' out pearls, diamonds, and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him and dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
Hold on, I ain't even begun
My bitches stay ready to jump
And our purses equipped with a gun
6M 7M 8 9, it's time to come outside
I'm lit, I'm geeked, I'm fly
Im lit, Im geeked, too high
Loads of paper, yeah, we call that bread
Loads of paper, so you know I'm fed
And that dussee goin' down, no chase
That bottle not touch my face
I don't want your weed shit, lace
I don't want your weed shit, lace
4 inches, less than 5'2
I pull up, they watch what I do
What's up with these purses, I cannot deny it
What's under my trenchie, I bet he admire it
That look in his eyes, I can tell he desire it
I was just at Fashion Ave when I told them fire me
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
You know we comin' for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leaving out in pearls diamonds and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him a dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
I've been through the worst, so all this shit easy
Had a little accent so bitches would tease me
You can't name a bitch in the field that I'm duckin'
You can't name a nigga in the field that I'm f*ckin'
Hands and knees work good like Cinderella
Outside with the ring, so we duckin' the fellas
Walkin' out the bank with the stack from the tellers
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
And you know we coming for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
Jael
Woooowieeeeeee
Bitch, Jump Back! This aint a boobie its all a Trap
And you know we coming for the looooty
Napsacks and Jeans filled with booty
Going skating im feeling groovy
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leavin' out pearls, diamonds, and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him and dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
Hold on, I ain't even begun
My bitches stay ready to jump
And our purses equipped with a gun
6M 7M 8 9, it's time to come outside
I'm lit, I'm geeked, I'm fly
Im lit, Im geeked, too high
Loads of paper, yeah, we call that bread
Loads of paper, so you know I'm fed
And that dussee goin' down, no chase
That bottle not touch my face
I don't want your weed shit, lace
I don't want your weed shit, lace
4 inches, less than 5'2
I pull up, they watch what I do
What's up with these purses, I cannot deny it
What's under my trenchie, I bet he admire it
That look in his eyes, I can tell he desire it
I was just at Fashion Ave when I told them fire me
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
You know we comin' for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hands up, don't nobody move
We leaving out in pearls diamonds and jewels
In a club with a bottle or two
Tryna catch him a dance, might show him a thing or two
Might show him a thing or two
I've been through the worst, so all this shit easy
Had a little accent so bitches would tease me
You can't name a bitch in the field that I'm duckin'
You can't name a nigga in the field that I'm f*ckin'
Hands and knees work good like Cinderella
Outside with the ring, so we duckin' the fellas
Walkin' out the bank with the stack from the tellers
Jump back, this aint a boobie, it's all a trap
And you know we coming for the looty
Napsacks & Jeans filled with booty
Goin' skatin', I'm feelin' groovy
Hell yeah, makin' a movie
Hell yeah, we makin' a movie
Writer: Jael Powell
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