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coochieweight champion - ishaan the rit god lyrics

[verse]

bad b*tch tryna give me kiss
but i’d rather have ice sitting on the wrist
pack yo bags right now, we can take a trip
baby girl you a trip
tripping on me while i’m tryna go make a flip
michael jordan, need a ring and a championship
we don’t ball on the same court
backwoods stuffed, gotta light it with a blow torch
spit yo game, talk yo sh*t
don’t call me n*gga call yo b*tch
back wood rolled, i got to light one
n*gga zaza pounds, i got to price some
54 b*tches, i think i like one
n*gga knock the p*ssy out like i’m mike tyson
plane sliding on the landing strip
lil b*tch, who you landing with, tryna dodge all the camera fl!cks
i know you hoping that yo man don’t see this sh*t
riding with a heater
cuz a n*gga might get mad and call cheaters
and my weed louder than a speaker
make her scream louder than a preacher
i remember sitting in the bleachers
spit yo game, talk yo sh*t
n*gga don’t call me n*gga call yo b*tch
back wood rolled, i got to light one
n*gga zaza pounds, i’m tryna to price some
54 b*tches, i think i like one
n*gga knock the p*ssy out like i’m mike tyson
54 b*tches, i think i like one
n*gga knock the p*ssy out like i’m mike tyson
spit yo game, talk yo sh*t
don’t call me n*gga call yo b*tch
back wood rolled, i got to light one
n*gga zaza pounds, i got to price some
54 b*tches, i think i like one
n*gga knock the p*ssy out like i’m mike tyson
54 b*tches, i think i like one
n*gga knock the p*ssy out like i’m mike ty*

- ishaan the rit god lyrics

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