Coochie Girl lyrics
by YN Jay
[Intro: Richie Re]
(Ayy, fire that blunt up, Brannew)
It's rich b*tch sh*t
No broke sh*t allowed
[Verse 1: Richie Re]
Three eighty-three, I blew that sh*t all on chains (Yeah)
Another three hundred in designer, I ain't plain
Just looked at my n*gga and told him I want a Range
This drip talk, in Balenciagas, Vera Wang
This sh*t cost, I could send a hit from the Bay (Blah)
40s, 9s, semis, pumps, and them K's
Have you ever seen a b*tch with a wrist like this? (Have you?)
Coke bottle shape, got hips like this (Ooh)
I hear 'em talkin' money, but these dudes ain't got no cash (No)
I could cause a car crash or give 'em a whiplash, ah
I'll beat a b*tch ass, this ain't no game
Cousin say he a shooter, but he ain't got no aim
Wanna show love, then hate, that sh*t so lame
I could cop me a Richard Mille or buy me a plane
[Verse 2: YN Jay & Richie Re]
Damn, ayy
You ain't smokin' zazas, you smokin' mary jane
I just met a new custo, look like Eddie Kane
White b*tch sniffin', look old, look like Daddy V Kane
That's not a Diddy Bop, damn
Hit a n*gga with a Mossberg, make him Milly Rock
I just f*cked this b*tch chest, made her titties lock
Pint of Wock' in a two liter make my— ah
Pint of Wock' in a two liter—
Pint of Wock' in a two liter make my kidneys pop
Is that a drink? Hah
I can make you lean in this pus*y, n*gga, this is Richie's rock
Wock in a Watermelon Crush look like Henny shots
This n*gga di*k so good, he make my f*ckin' toes pop
b*tch think I was a P.O., I make my hoes drop
But what if you ain't playin', n*gga? Like, what the f*ck?
I just drunk a whole pint of lean, I'm like what the f*ck?
I'ma f*ck my b*tch in the coochie, you gon' f*ck the butt
Mmm (But I like that)
Ooh, that's what you like, baby?
I really like that sh*t
Yeah
Nah, n*gga, for real
Yeah
Bust that sh*t open, n*gga
Okay
Oh, you wanna meet the Coochie Man? Hrrr
Oh, you wanna meet the Coochie Man? I'm the Coochie Girl
b*tch shakin' ass butt-naked, loose booty girl
b*tch did a spin on my di*k, that's a coochie twirl
I suck the di*k when I want, I'm a naughty girl (Ah)
I got, yes, sir
Group of bad b*tches, this a naughty world
I just walked in with bad b*tches, it's a party world
Mmm
Damn
b*tch, if you come through, you gotta f*ck, it's a party, girl
If you come through, I'ma f*ck and nut on your world
Damn, oh, that's what you gon'?— Alright
Damn, yeah, alright, we can just—