
ann cooper! - issbrokie lyrics
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[verse 1]
gettin’ baked than a b*tch, feel like ann cooper
on my dead, calculate more digits than a math tutor
i ain’t even laughin’ at the opp, he got bad humor
bruh thought he’d get a free feature, he a d*mn goober
i ain’t finna f*ck his b*tch, i let my mans do her
f*ck his b*tch from the back, then i call an uber
tell this b*tch to go home with her man’s cooter
tryna talk tough, i see through it like a stand user
[verse 2]
swore to god i ain’t hard, that sh*t perjury
drill music pay at the function, i start to move st*rdy
cute tranny b*tch, so old heads wanna murder me (facts)
glock dig a hole though his chest like surgery
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