NC-17 - Father, Pyramid Quince

On her knees, on her knees, on her knees, on her knees

On her knees, on her knees, on her knees, on her knees

On her knees, on her knees, on her knees, on her knees

On her knees, on her knees, on her knees, on her knees

On her knees

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Give me more, I want more

Vindie store, I want more

Give me more, I want more

I want more, don’t stop pouring

Smoke a port, need like four

It go hard and shorty sore

Hotel door to lobby floor

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Give me more, I want more

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Yeah, check me out

Who it be, it Coodie Breeze

On your ho I’m coolest, blackest, steady macking, blowing trees

Cut the check, know I’m out to get the m’s

Straight deep tryna get the n’s

And catch me posted on the east

Hollerin': «Where the lot?»

'Cause them niggas tryna text

On my side where players ride

pulled the Georgia peach

And told her let me in

Know a player been tryna cut

Coogie, Luis, spoon and fork

So bust it open for the G

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork

Coochie, ooh-wee, spoon and fork