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Coochie Flow by Pros AP Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro: Pros AP]
(Yeah, Baby, you—)
Pros

[Verse 1: Pros AP]
Doggy out here smokin' on some black, that is not zaz'
Let a nigga play with All-Pros, we gon' gun him down
I'm the type to hit a nigga block like dah-dah-dah
I'm the type to slide in fast and Diored down

[Verse 2: Fat JD]
No Coochie Man, I'll take your ass to poundtown
The tag my brother in too, we need another round
You give me runner vibes

[Verse 3: 969 Tee]
Yeah, he run up on gang, now he gotta die
Yeah, another homicide
You say you got zaz', you a turtle lie
Yeah, I'm smokin' Turtle Pie
These niggas hoes, I ain't gotta lie
[Verse 4: Pros AP]
Hold on, hold on
Bitch, your pussy smell like a no-go
I be ballin' on thеse niggas, free throws
Fuck a fake bougie bitch, I likе freak hoes

[Verse 5: Fat JD]
Me and Tee both fucked, smash bros
Smash bros
I'm lookin' for a bootyhole
I hit her with the "so?" pose
Dissin' a fat bitch, took books in the hole

[Verse 6: 969 Tee]
You grown as hell and you still cuffin' hoes
After I fuck, you gotta go, put on your clothes
Yeah, head to the door
Pros kicked her out the doonie room, she gotta go

[Verse 7: Pros AP]
Pros, she gotta go, yeah, I say
Bitch sucked the dick for an hour and I ain't bust yet
Thick bitch look like Cardi B and I'm Offset
I done been up for a minute, ain't fell off yet
Bitch still suckin' on the tip, she say the balls next
[Verse 8: Fat JD]
I done fucked her and her friend, now she upset
Made it up to them hoes, took 'em to Somerset
Flyin' up big V-ver, almost crashed the 'Vette
Made her get on all fours, I treat her like a pet

[Verse 9: Pros AP]
Made her get on all fours like she at the vet
Hit this bitch from the back, man, that coochie wet
Asked her, "Baby, do you love me?" She think Gucci back
I done hit this bitch in the restroom and took a coochie bath

[Interlude: Rio Da Yung OG]
Alright, Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, alright
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga

[Verse 10: Rio Da Yung OG]
I just hopped off a plane, hopped in a rental, finna hit the road
'Bout to buy a Lam' truck off strip clubs, I got sixty shows
I love when she suck it with a tongue ring, it tickle, though
Beat a bitch down, then make her walk around pigeon-toed
My fiend can sniff more dope than yours, he got a bigger nose
I popped a nigga up with this 'fit on, can't do video

[Verse 11: YN Jay]
Plug graduated, came up off zips, now he got sixty 'bows
If we only speaking in Ohio, I got sixty hoes
In the club poppin' champagne, I be spillin' rose
I just popped a Percocet, got me feelin' strong
Smack my bitch up in the club, got me feelin' wrong
Damn, I be feelin' bold
Bitch ride my dick all night, I can feel it roll
[Verse 12: Rio Da Yung OG]
Start the car up and press a button, now the ceiling gone
Three thousand dollars— yeah
Three thousand dollars just for Don Julio, the liquor row
Had a hundred on a PLR, I kept missin', though
This a semi, but can turn into a fully with the switch that's on it
She can ride dick good, she did sit-ups on it
And I like the way she suck dick, she did hiccups on it
If I make it rain dubs in the club, don't pick up nothin'
I been cheatin' all— yeah, I think— alright
I been cheatin' all week, I think I'ma hit my bitch up Sunday

[Verse 13: YN Jay]
Bitch told me that she want a truck, seen a pickup comin'
She can suck my dick and give my rides, that's my pick-up— alright, ahh
That's my pick-up woman

[Verse 14: Rio Da Yung OG]
DistroKid ain't pay enough, I need a brick of somethin'
Never mind, I hit my nigga up, he said bricks a hundred
You always got the strap, but you don't shoot, what, you a pistol holder?
I just hit ten bitches raw, I got trichomonas

[Verse 15: YN Jay]
Had my old-head pop you up, he like sixty-somethin'
What the fuck? Hold on, what is?— alright
I just seen a rat in full speed, they think Mickey runnin'
I can smell a play around the corner, I think Sydney comin'
Bitch made a— sound, she put a hickey on it
I just got caught up in— ahh
I just got caught up in a bed with a different woman

[Verse 16: Rio Da Yung OG]
I turnt around, bustin' when I'm runnin', I ain't— yeah
I turnt around, bustin' through the alley, I ain't Ricky runnin'
Pop, pop, pop when I drive, they think the kitty bustin'