CoCo (Part 3)

O.T., Breezy {"The Conglomerate"}
Coco, part three! ('caina)

[Interlude:]
Baking soda, I got baking soda
Baking soda, I got baking soda
Whip it, through the, glass, nigga (woo! woo! woo! woo!)
I'm blowing, money, fast, nigga!

[Chorus:]
I'm in love with the coco
I'm in love with the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love with the coco

I'm in love with the coco ('caina)
Wrap this work and I'm solo (yo mismo)
Fifty pack in a four door
Pistol flash like a photo (bow! bow!)
He want beef, then he loco (he loco)
Hit the streets, he a no-show (where are you?)
Get this money, I need more hoes (some bitches)
Where the tissue? I got more blow

[Interlude]

[Chorus]

[Chris Brown:]
I'm in love with the coco (alright)
Them dark skins, them light skins, my Asians wear kimonos (oh yeah)
And all of them wanna leave with me and can't wait to be solo (solo) I ate the pussy for practice
All of my bitches got asses (yeah) they throwing it back and I catch it, no (hold up)
Say me want it right now, me no wanna wait (yeah)
Man a real bad man so they momma hate (yeah) whipping up in the dark on the interstate (hey)
Man a real regulator (hah!) kilo pack in the refrigerator (oww!)
A thousand dollar tip for the waiter (oww!) I'm in love with the sexy bartender (haha)
Bend it over, girl just bend it over (bend it over!)
You picture perfect, let me send up for you (alright, alright)
Smack it, on her, ass, nigga (woo! woo! woo! woo!)
I'm blowing, money, fast, nigga!

[Chorus x2 w/ Chris Brown ad-libs]