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Fludey — Coca
Artist: → Fludey
Fludey — Coca — lyrics
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Yeah
Woah, Fludey’s gettin’ his dough up
Fill up my cup mix that pain with prosperity
Wash it down with some Henny
Talkin’ tracks yeah we got plenty
That girl over there, she a tenny out of ten (Ten ten ten)
Playin’ hard to get, so I don’t care
I’ll go and make an M
And watch ’em switch up (Switch)
Watch ’em flip
Ah, only hit it once then I fuckin’ dip
Rather be in the stu than hangin’ with these fakes
I’ve been goin’ hard all week not pressin’ the brakes
And if you try to tell me different
I won’t listen to you lames woah, ahh
So I hop in the kitchеn I’m whippin’ cannabis cakes
So if you wanna go to space you can come gеt a taste
And I’ll be swervin’ switchin’ lanes
I ain’t leaving a trace, ah, ah
She lovin’ the coca
Ain’t ’boutta slow up
She don’t want no love
Unless you’re gettin’ you’re dough up
She lovin’ the coca
Ain’t ’boutta slow up
She don’t want love unless you gettin’ your dough up
No, unless you’re gettin’ money, cash
She don’t want love, ah
She don’t want love, ohhh
She don’t want love from anyone (Nah)
Unless you got your money up (Up)
Go ahead and run it up
And count it up (Stack it)
And after she’s done watch it disappear (Poof)
Yeah, my voice ringin’ through your ears (That’s my sound)
Yeah, Fludey the one they wanna hear (I’m what they want)
Ah, I’m next up so I’m flexxed up (Flex)
Yeah, me and my bro’s we got our cheques up (We got our cheques up)
Yah, that’s why your hatin’ never stress us (They never stressin’ us)
Woah, bought a bike fuck a Vespa (Fuck a Vespa)
Ah, now I feel like I’m the best bra
Not tryna impress ya
Coz I don’t respect ya (Fuck you)
Now she wanna take my p’s
All she want is LV
Gucci or double C’s, no
She lovin’ the coca (Snow)
Ain’t ’boutta slow up (Nah)
She don’t want no love (No love)
Unless you’re gettin’ you’re dough up
She lovin’ the coca
Ain’t ’boutta slow up
She don’t want love unless you gettin’ you’re dough up
No, unless you’re gettin’ money, cash
She lovin’ the coca
Ain’t boutta slow up
She don’t want love unless you gettin’ you’re dough up
No, unless you’re gettin’ money, cash
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