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Artist: O.T. Genasis f/ Jeezy, Meek Mill
Album:  CoCo (S)
Song:   CoCo (Part 2)
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Meek Mill]
(Legendary, epic!) Tak called me on the jail phone
He told me "Tell them niggas, remember this lack of mercy when my dawg get home"
('Caina) I said "Tak, we was never on these niggas' sides"
(Coco!) It's the Chasers! {"The Conglomerate"}
('Caina) Ohh! {"Part two"}

[Meek Mill]
Thousand dollar jeans with a hundred more stacks in 'em
Every nigga on this jet with me, I done went to war for 'em or I used to trap with 'em (real shit)
I got real Hollywood bitches fuckin' with a trap nigga (hoh!)
And we ain't fuckin' with you rat niggas, heard they talkin' on Twitter we just at niggas
Back where the sun never shines, they let Meek Milly back home just in time
Look at their faces, now I got the paper, now they don't remember when I had to grind
She fell in love with the Coco, she got on Chanel and Manolo
And we out Dubai at the boat show, rollin' dice on the yacht screamin' "YOLO"
It's my +Lituation+ like Loso, and my situation an off shore
And I give her head like she Ochocinco, draggin' my mink like I'm loco
You mad at me, but she chose though, how you get mad 'bout my old ho?
2015, I do rose gold cause I'm in the field just like Rose but sellin' them Os though
(What you done it with?) Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
(Who you runnin' with?) It's the Chasers and we're takin' over
(How you spittin' that shit?) Whip it, through the, glass, nigga (woo! woo! woo! woo!)
Buy a, hunnid, bottles and, put 'em, on my, tab, nigga!

[Chorus: O.T. Genasis]
I'm in love with the coco
I'm in love with the coco
I got it for the low, low
I'm in love with the coco

[O.T. Genasis]
Ridin' through the city with a check on me, ridin' through the hood with a TEC on me
28 make it double, I ain't never try to cuddle so explain why these mothafuckas slept on me
8 ball 'til I reach me a kilo (kilo) made enough then I went to see Rico
+Paid in Full+ if you actin' like Rico, I'ma tie him up, tape his ass like Maaco
Hundred round clip in the mothafuckin' TEC, catch a hot 97 when his ass wanna flex
High school, got off on a nigga with the whopper, 12K for my pistol in a fuckin' dishwasher
One hit wonder, yeah that's a fact, hit his ass 'til the police wonder where I'm at
Made so much money off this goddamn song (yeah) still get in your ass like a goddamn thong
Coco Puffs, yeah that's for the kids, stop tryna act like you don't know what it is
Bakin' soda ain't cut me no check, if they don't, I'ma show them mothafuckas what an Arm and Hammer is
Everybody know I'm in love with the coke, my ex bitch took a young nigga for a joke
If a nigga got a problem then he gon' get smoked, I'ma squeeze and I'm out like I parked too close
Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
Bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
Whip it, through the, glass, nigga (woo! woo! woo! woo!)
I'm blowin', money, fast, nigga!


I say I run my town like Puffy, bitch, units in the duffel
They like, "Why the fuck he never got indicted?"I guess I'm lucky, bitch (lucky, bitch)
I ain't, playin', 'bout this nine ('bout this nine)
I will, shoot this, bitch up like I'm Shyne (like I'm Shyne)
Dropped a foe, quarterback, Tony Romo
Duct tape, triple black, that's that ocho (now that's right~!)
What if I told you bicycle with a logo (daaamn!)
And got 'em in the air bag of the Volvo? (ha-HA~!)
Snow God in the kitchen, they call that boy Zeus
And if that shit weighin' up then that's that Bruce Bruce (ayyy!)
And if them tires losin' pressure, that's that low pro (hahaha!)
If that's the case, you gotta whip it slow mo (yeeeeah~!)
Hah, I got yellow boxes e'rywhere (I swear to God, nigga)
This is Arm & Hammer everywhere (whip it, whip it, whip it)
Dropped a 9, got a half, nigga (half, nigga)
We gon' need some bigger bags, nigga!