Music: Tommaso Zuppa
It's tha C-O-T-N-T-C-O-P
I got you swimming in my talent pool baby
Tanning in America, Malibu Stacy
Thinking bout my body got you acting up crazy
Tired of the cosplay you ain't got patience but I'm on that
Yeah baby girl on my sack
Playing with yourself from the back
This ain't no rap everything fact
Man I come through like Return of the Mack and I'm sick with it
I don't spit lyrics I give sermons to girls with a pimp spirit
Leave you walking away with a limp with it
We ain't talking today cause I'm so busy it's like
I told you babe I ain't here to stay
I'mma smash and dash an don't chase
Round and round we go, turning off my phone, bouncing out with your mates
I'm tired of all these women on my line, their time they waste
They trying to find my girl and trying to find out where I stay
I told em cool relax and maybe we can find a way
But all that mess ya talking, babe its sounding kinda bait
City girl, I ain't got time for that (no)
I know you wanting my dough (yeah)
I'm a little bit Gunter Sachs (yeah)
You ain't Brigitte Bardot (yeah, yeah)
City girl, I ain't got time for that
You can't take me for no dummy, yeah
City girl, I'mma pay you back
I'mma leave it on your tummy, yeah
Tummy, yeah
On your tummy
I'mma leave it on your tummy
I ain't no dummy, yeah
I'mma leave it on your tummy
Yeah, I'ma leave it on you
**** what you heard about me
I ain't the guy that you wanna see
Girls on my show wanna marry me
Move like a beetle, I let it be
Know I'm a pro, I'm in my zone
I'm asleep under the cheddar tree
Look in their eye, I see jealousy
Look in my eye, you see hella green
There vibe is so dry, they need hella cream
These diamonds are matching my energy
Vibrating, I'm killing them mentally
Just leave me alone, leave me alone
I'm asleep under the cheddar tree
Leave me alone, leave me alone
I'm asleep under the cheddar tree
Girls dem a loving my melody
Loving my melody
It's tha C-O-T-N-T-C-O-P