Spank Rock - Coke & Wet lyrics

Becky said she wouldn't f** wit me cause I'm a scholar Joanin' on my duck head, cats with starch collars Now she rob my jack-jet, it's from my Alma Mater Since I got they coke wet b**h, guns n***a holla Straight from Bucks County, she says her sister's so simple Precisely why state cops should bear instrumentals Reppin' love since she moved off campus at temple Look, Britney Spears, oops! Nutted on your dimple Poppy pop these, you can't pa** for Puerto Rican Pop these nuts, don't touch my damn Vico Spank got the alphabet, any letter of your liking The Os, the Ks, the Js, and age and weight, please no fighting Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Hemp hackey-sacking motherf**ers pulled the competition f**in' wit my scrilla Now I'm trying to figure how to make these sacks bigger Becky got that ditch-a** connect But they know from pulling triggers-I'm warring b**h I ain't f**in' wit them n***as I'll just cook a score of crack Flip a pin into D.C. in the '80s with the blacks So just walk full of j-do, pimps and crackwho*e Japs That's big money stack That's Cum Laude stack That's Wall Street, Donald Trump, ba** grilla stack Beat, more on the mat Finna forty nightly slumping garish Bumping to the Ruba and I'm skeeted off that doigt Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla Coke and wet, b**h, guns, n***a holla