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All Cot Up
Lyricist：Carlos Coy
I might not know what to say, rollin' up in my mercury
I'm on the sea and private toys
Momma taught me how to kill them boys
My homeboys name is Lil' Troy, me my name is Carlos Coy
Roll on tweenty two inch alloys but that'll neva be my pride and joy
My lil' girl she off the hook, make my ass stop and read a book
On her stove know'n how to cook, now I know how an angel look
My beauty queen, my Billy Jean, some they come right in between
I don't let nobody fuck up my dreams, so I pack bubble gum machines
Everybody wanna, wanna, wanna be da king, bitch get off my dingaling
I'll soke yo ass in gaseline now listen to my fat girl sing
He's all cot up, he's all cot up
He's all cot up, he's all cot up
Me an my boys we sellin' weed, still I gotta slang that pappy seed
Snatch yo bitch and rock a G, now bitch get yo ass of a me
Kick her out my fucken room, now they waken me up at noon
Fuck that shit I'll take my time, I ain't leave till three o nine
Hold up maan now stop the lac, I think I forgot my bom, bom, sack
With my homeboy lonny mack, I'ma smoke till I have a uhh, cardiac
Where my army at, stay on attack, one good shot and we all react
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I smell a rat, so I feed the cat, me be cool oh neva that
My chedda's fat, I'll get the gat, botha my pockets hella fat
I'ma democrat, what the hell is that, take my shit betta mail it back
He's all cot up, he's all cot up
He's all cot up
When does the fucken first come in
He's all cot up
Screwston, TX where I roam, bought me home off a telephone
Took my wife on a trip to rome, bought girlfriend silicone
That vanilla bone in the killa zone, 5 foot nine with high heellas on
I sipp batron, flip my phone, left that pearl white bitch alone
Most my friends ain't around, dead, locked up or just can't be found
I keep my lil' girl safe and sound, daddy gonna buy a Cinderella gown
And if that gown should disappear, heaven is real but it isn't here
You can't take no souviners, like those diamonds in your ears
Raised my daughter differently 'cause the life I lived won't set me free
Write my list of enemies and kill them hoes alphabetically, uhh
He's all cot up, he's all cot up
He's all cot up, he's all cot up
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