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Cookiee Kawaii

Violin (Remix)

 

Violin (Remix)


Ron Suno, niggas know the fucking vibes
Cookiee, Silas, Ron for Jersey, yurr
We outside, hold up

Baby girl, shake it, I love when she shake it
Bounce on her back and I tell her get naked
I'on smoke on no za and this lick in my favorites
I'm throwing the ones in the club, she gon' take it
Don't know her name but her booty amazing
Ass too fat and her shit nothing basic
Cut to my crib, on the bed when we vaing
I give her three percs, now her body be shaking
Silas beat, throwing it back for the gang
Pussy too good, had to take off my chain
She gave me neck, got me feeling insane
Now I take her right back to the trap, had to put 'em on pain
I'm in the spot, come fuck with' a boss
She got the jelly, baby, take ya clothes off
Bounce on her back and I breaking her pours
I stay with' the bag, to the South to the North

Pre-show with' a bag filled of pre-rolls
No fear in a crowd full of freak hoes
Feeling brave as I walk to the stage
And I tell 'em to behave, as I put 'em in a daze
I been broke and been bad
Bitch mad when I give her man whiplash
I can talk, your bae into quick cash
Sexy walk my way to a big bag
I hit the bank and I cash out
Same way I hit the booth, finna lash out
No, I ain't had fear for the past year
Go to work from the first to the last year
Do a lil' lap dance on a black man
Let him eat it from the backside, with' a back hand
From the side, looking at it with' his eyes wide
Now, anytime I feel it at the right time

Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)

Put him in a daze, put him in a daze
Put him, put him in a daze (Yo)
Bitch mad when I give her man whiplash
Bitch mad when I give her man whiplash

Dear Silas, uh
Big bag when I walked in
I been making plays, nigga top ten
I'm feeling like Sisqó on the thong song
When I vibed out to the violin
Yo, you better work that
Gone on, bust a nigga down, make it jerk back
Said I told my dentist
"I'm relentless, I've been flossing from front to side to back"
Flossing, flossing
These niggas mad when I walk in
I'm saucing, saucing, drip on the rug and the carpets
Say, love, drop it down and bend it low
I wanna see how far make it go
And if your gonna sexy walk, please
Don't forget to stick it out and bend your toe (Ah)

Sexy walk my way to a big bag (Sexy walk my way to a big bag)
Sexy walk my way to a big bag (Sexy walk my way to a big bag)

Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)
Go to work (Work), got to work (Work)

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