Lyrics hooligan chase – Cuckoo
Text:
Uhh… Chase?
Aye, aye
Yeah, aye
Oh my God
Gas pack, that’s my mojo (mojo)
Lab rat, I go loco (I go loco)
Cash stacks, be my old ho (be my ol’ ho)
Dirty bitch look like a hobo (like a hobo)
Hey, Arnold Gucci Polo (hey, arnold)
I be with some bitches like a homo (like a homo)
Grandma Jeanie knows for the coco (for the coco)
Ripper want my ass I gotta go go (I gotta go)
I bounce on cloud to cloud, I pogo (I pogo)
Used to beat my dick to Jennifer Aniston photo (photo)
Now I scrapin’ dinner plates and smokin’ like a bozo (like a bozo)
Never get on solo, maybe my eyes be solo (solo, oh)
Sponsoring your bitch, my dick her logo (her logo)
Got a habit I can’t break, my brain a yo-yo (a yo-yo)
Yeah, my conscience up like, «Ay, you tryna smoke bro?» (smoke bro)
Psych, my jaws, my momma look at me like «no, no» (she like «no, no»)
I pull out my dick and she suck it, that shit just busts like a musket (yeah)
She tell me she love it, ooh that bitch really love it
Ha
Look at her mouth when she flutter, you’re lookin’ like «damn» I’m looking like «fuck it» (fuck it)
I hit a lick, like a muppet (muppet)
I see a titty, I touch it (see a titty, I touch it!)
Throw me the keys to the car, get in the car, start up the car, wee
G-O-D D-A-M-N I am F-A-D-E-D (oh yea)
And I’m lookin’ for Ms. Lyssa down the street, where the weed (where the weed)
Damn, I thought you would never ask. (ay)
My old bitch had a better ass (hey yeah), my new bitch she won’t lemme smash
That promise ring, she gon’ tell her dad
Uhh, let me get a number 7, and all the sides you can get with that
I been on my couch, day dreaming of a bitch landing on my dick like a helipad (like a helipad)
Running through my mind hear the, «skrrt, skrrt» can’t stop ho I’m going hella fast (I’m going hella fast)
And that was a message from Brad
Uh oh, uh uh oh oh
Huh
Ay
Cuckoo, cuckoo. Poor little green man, we’re looking for you
Oh, thank you ladies