Art of Coochie Lyrics

Ooh, shit

Talk to these niggas

First thing first, rest in peace

Jerry Springer, bitch, that kid ain't mine

No sir

I strapped it up this time

Swear to God, for a check these bitches lyin

A hoe will do whatever for that fuckin dime

Dookie season, bitch, and I can't stop fartin

Crip nigga, so I'm in the handicap parkin

Iron on me, bitch, don't call me Tony Stark

Why the fuck your bitch give me jaws like the shark

High as hell, bitch, I smoke the wood straight up off the bark

Boy, you down bad as hell if you still blinkin' off them carts

Boy, my shit stank, sound like a hundred thousand farts

Hittin' bullseyes like a nigga playin' fuckin' darts

Put money on it, bet a nigga goin' super far

And I love yo bitch ass, man, that shit is super large

She gon' make the dick super hard in my super car

Turn the music down, bitch, I'm tryna hear that coochie fart

Coochie stains on my Louis hoodie, call it coochie art

What's your favorite thing about a woman

That's the coochie part

Coochie vet, bitch, i swear I need a coochie pendant

Eat it up, I ain't never stop till the coochie finish

Beat the chef up, bitch, I did not ask for spinach

Treat her like a class, give her D and I dismiss it

Smack her on the ass, man, it sound like the coochie shitted

No seein' through the glass, this bitch ain't rented, but it's tinted

Open up her legs so I can put my pee-pee in

I'm a vet, bitch, I got a bin with no VPN

Swear to God, I'm bum fit, some of y'all never see me in

Whole squad eatin', I don't got a single greedy friend

How the hell this nigga hatin'? He not even meetin ends

Swimmin in the coochie, swear it gave me fins and some gills

Soccer practice, man, I swear to God, I'm kickin' shit for real

Call a nigga Suge, bitch, ain't no gettin' out of this deal

See that side eye, bitch, I know you want a cop a feel

Pussy too wet, I'm drownin', so I call a Navy Seal

Man, that's the deal, fuckin' with a redbone

On the way to school, Cole, bangin' in the headphones

Hope yo ass OD off that fuckin' cocaine

Bitch, I beat ten times a day, I ain't got no shame

Lyrics for the lighter, bitch, I ain't got propane

"I hit her with that rizz", boy, you got no game