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lirik lagu cootie - need it

[intro]
i’ma move dope, weigh up grams for a bag
i traffic bricks, hit the road for a bag
(tad, pop your sh~t)

[chorus]
like my money in bundles, a fifty~piece wrapped in all hundreds ’cause, baby, i need it (i need it)
i rock nothin’ but expensive sh~t, cop a new piece every summer, they say i’m conceited (woo)
i’m the one with the dope in the city, my price stay the same, either take it or leave it (no pressure)
my name holdin’ weight like a high school gymnasium, go ask thе streets, they agreein’ (go ask)
really got hitters that rеally be lurkin’, they slide on your ass like a pengle (slidin’)
if you ain’t talkin’ money, no use to us speakin’, salute to the trap, pledge allegiance (salute)
too busy gettin’ hundreds, i’m lookin’ like money, can f~ck any ho in the region (i can)
get the ps and dispose ’em before it touch down, i done sold ’em ’cause, baby, i need it (hey)

[verse]
i like my money in racks when i get it, change clothes in the store when i go and get fitted (change clothes)
we got so many seats with a clip in it, look like we ride around with some camera equipment (stop lyin’)
know i got weight, i got bricks, i can ship it and don’t hit my line know you can’t afford the ticket (no)
play with the bag, that’s how n~ggas go missin’
the first forty~eight like they do down in memphis (say what?)
if you ain’t talkin’ money, then please keep your distance
get stopped in your tracks if you step on my premises (yeah, n~gga)
my favorite room in the trap is the kitchen
the streets support me like a black owned business (bands)
i can smash any lil’ ho in the region and they be so geeked, her best friend wanna witness (say what?)
i let her watch, you know cuda ain’t trippin’
that b~tch tryna ease in the bed when i’m finished (cold move)
ayy, i’ma move dope, weigh up grams for a bag (woo)
i traffic bricks, hit the road for a bag (hey)
i got the geekers geeked up on the glass and the hitters beside me be ready to crash (baow, baow)
just sold a p, got two more in the stash
touchin’ more ki’s than a lock to a pad (we lit)
swear my trap looked like a chemical lab
when the package touch down, run it up like the flash
[chorus]
like my money in bundles, a fifty~piece wrapped in all hundreds ’cause, baby, i need it (i need it)
i rock nothin’ but expensive sh~t, cop a new piece every summer, they say i’m conceited (woo)
i’m the one with the dope in the city, my price stay the same, either take it or leave it (no pressure)
my name holdin’ weight like a high school gymnasium, go ask the streets, they agreein’ (go ask)
really got hitters that really be lurkin’, they slide on your ass like a pengle (slidin’)
if you ain’t talkin’ money, no use to us speakin’, salute to the trap, pledge allegiance (salute)
too busy gettin’ hundreds, i’m lookin’ like money, can f~ck any ho in the region (i can)
get the ps and dispose ’em before it touch down, i done sold ’em ’cause, baby, i need it (hey)

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