B-Ly & WillFake - Cooped Up lyrics

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B-Ly & WillFake - Cooped Up lyrics

[Hook] 4x We're cooped up “ Home Men” that they dub Expressly, we're.. [Verse 1] [WillFake] I ain't got no activities in this small city So I'm cooped up wilfully Or am I too slothful? Better munch the cuisine at dwellin' till I got full (Sport!) I ain't likin' it (Spot!) My spot's in my house Big (Shot!) in fam ain't in circumstance Layin' at bed's better than walkin' to ‘em buildin' Notwithstandin' I got no longer hustle In this hustle-bustle, I watch “ Kungfu Hustle “, B-ly! [B-ly] Head ducked, study, nah, I mean study the rap song No, I kid, I learn the lesson What the f** tussle with my sinister sister? Watch “ New Fam 100 “ 100% of me and Willy is 100+100+160° in my home We're homie and we're [Hook] 4x [Verse 2] [WillFake] This means we're keen-witted ‘Cause ‘bout playin' time, I don't give a sh** with it We're possessin' ability that Mickey Mouse There's nobody take me and Billy's Mickey, ouch Got no stir-crazy, like my granny Said, “Better in home than hoes!” (Ha?) [B-ly] Sip the milk, trapped the mice Rhyme this way, we're turnin' the radio up Then my grandpops berates We're irate, so we do private Thinkin' about mumbojumbos so over I get Indomie Jumbos to cover my tummy Yummy, f** it I put my mind to when we're... [Hook] 4x [Verse 3] [B-ly] In the box, in the clutch, in a pickle Remember Kartini? The stints weedle me (Football!) Yes, couldn't hear me? It's food, who*e! Sat at the home, waitin' for my inches and pounds, b**h My wishes become real So why do you take the softball, play it I just yank my britch and kick my feet? [WillFake] Dumb ways tonight, eat and sleep, consumin' Slumberin', put away, take away But no flabby I guess Then Ma comes with a man that feigns to be my pops in Jazz And I'm gonna do what they want me to do ‘Cause they can't do and I do my best and I'm gonna say, “Yes!” [Hook] 4x [Outro] (We're a ) cooped-cooped-cooped up, ho, man Y'all (nincom-) poop-poop-poop ab, -do, men, yeah My abdomen aches! Oh! (You got me f**ed up like chicka chicka Cook chicka Cooky In a chicken chicka chicka chicken coop b- b**h I don't give a chicka)