E-40 - Cootie Cootie Coo lyrics

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E-40 - Cootie Cootie Coo lyrics

[Chorus: E-40 + some girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [E-40] Dem your friends over there? Nah! Who you with then, nobody? That's what I figured Sittin at the bar, pervin all by yourself Gettin nice and liquored You said - truuue, I'm havin problems with my dawg And I said - oooh, my broad just left me for a broad We in the same boat foxy lady lil' momma pretty woman I'm beginnin to think we got somethin in common Confirmation, verification, lack of communication in our relationship Drama (drama) just picture me and you gettin our freak on in the sauna (sauna) Stress free without no rubbers or no condoms (condoms) That's the real, treatin each other, crustaceans, {?} or Benihana's No more 7/11, time for real chimichongas Sheeeit, f'real f'real, we'll change the program up so quick [Chorus] [Too $hort] I see her choosin, it won't take me long I got too much game, so I cain't be wrong Ain't no safety zone, for a b**h when I'm around I lead her anywhere and go pimp her by the town I'm Too $hort baby that's what I do You wanna play all the broads, but I do too You know the rules of the game, take my hoe, ain't no shame Cause I can do the same thang You wanna sleep wit her, be sneaky and try to creep wit her She take his cash and he let her Not knowin, I was gon' get it all You love the way we players ball [Chorus] [Too $hort] She like them paid n***as, let 'em have they way wit it She like them baller n***as yaeh you know we all hit it She like them real G's who treat her like she's filthy She like to keep the square even though she still be f**in With that other n***a, that's what she likes n***as packin pistols [E-40] n***as ridin bikes Rated PG if you keep on the lights You ain't gotta work hard, you his wife Fight in clubs and I'm lookin at the price Nails and toes, get some done Not his kid but he calls him son I don't know what you did but you got him sprung Never me doe (me doe) I'm hard as a diamond That ain't me hoe (me hoe) I'm a hustler Be timin to the utmost (utmost) shinin and grindin With my kinfolk (kinfolk) collectin and stackin my loot Steppin with soldiers and trues, pimpin and panderin hoes Strikin a player pose (strikin a player pose) [Chorus] - 1/2 [Outro] That's what she is A funky, once a month bleedin, dirty down b*tch That what she is, you know what I'm sayin? Like you call me a pimp Somebody somebody would take that offensively A square would, you know what I'm sayin? Or some, some brothers get mad cause you say n***a Right? Well the b**h, to her At least to, to my hoes, that's more of a, a pet name

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