COCHISE - YOSHIMITSU (Lyrics)

COCHISE - YOSHIMITSU (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➡️ Join Our Discord: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ COCHISE: @yungcochise Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ 📲 Connect with me: ✗ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@ #COCHISE #YOSHIMITSU #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: Huh (ね、ゆるしてください) The shoes match the pants The pants match the belt The belt match the shirt The shirt match her skirt And then her skirt match the hat The hat match the work (Huh, uh-uh) Damn I told ya— Damn I told ya n****s really clowns, they at the circus (Circus, uh) I can tell ya never made no money, ’cause you’re nervous (Uh-uh, huh) Pull up on ya, I might really close your curtains (Uh-uh) Heard he tryna cop a plea, but I told ’em it ain’t workin’ (Uh-uh) [Verse 1] Huh (Huh) Uh-uh Back after back Made it back, off the backend Track after track, made it crack off the mixtape Rack after rack, put some racks on ya best friend (Go) On yo’ best friend (On yo’ best friend, go), on yo’ bestie (Go) Pour some juice up in my cup, I’m feelin’ sexy (Go) Shawty know I’m feelin’ good, I tell her, “Text me“ (Go) Thankin’ God for every minute that He bless me (Let’s go, huh, let’s go, let’s go) Shawty said she finna block me, be for real (Be for real) I be drownin’ in that mud like navy seals (Like navy seals) Cristiano, I be really in the fields (I be really in the fields) [Bridge] Yeah, yeah, I got my bands up, yeah Got my meals up, yeah Got my feels up, uh Got my bills up, oh my, got my-, uh, haha Got my- (Go, go), huh, uh-uh Go, go (Go like me), go, go (Uh-huh, go like me) Go, go (Go like me), go, go (Uh-huh, go like me) [Verse 2] Back, run it back, made it back, off the, uh-huh Shawty wanna push in the Maybach, I tell her, “Uh-uh“ Shawty wanna ride by my side, tell her, “Uh-uh“ Said she want a piece of my mind, tell her, “Uh-uh“ I don’t wanna waste no more time, I tell her, “Uh-uh“ Said she wanna be on my side, tell her, “Uh-uh“ Yeah, is ya dumb? (Is you stupid?) Huh, when it come to dressin’, n****s know I’m undi- (’Sputed), yeah All my money talk, all yo’ money, it be (Muted), yeah I be off that drank, n****s knowin’ that I’m booted So I told her [Chorus] The shoes match the pants The pants match the belt The belt match the shirt The shirt match her skirt And then her skirt match the hat The hat match the work (Huh) Damn I told ya— Damn I told ya n****s really clowns, they at the circus I can tell ya never made no money, cause ya nervous (Uhh) Pull up on ya, I might really close your curtains (Uhh) Haha, huh, uh-uh [Outro] Ha, uh-uh Uh-uh