Kembe X - Coke Village lyrics

[Verse 1 Keenan Coke] I'mma let you rappers know that your style ain't ready Yes I keep it gangster call me Joe Coke-Pesci Home alone with your girl, palms all sweaty Slapping on her a** til her cheeks start redding Yes I got soul like Otis Redding Never try to hate if you're not war ready Any type of level that you feel like stepping Might as well be the one off that jetty Bursting for attention like New Orleans levy Coming from a city where they rob for pennies Or pounds, stop acting like the prince [?] Now let me call your mama tell the b**h come get me [Hook Kembe X (Alex Wiley)] (YOLO, YOLO) 1, 2, 3, 4 Those are hella numbers (YOLO, YOLOOOOO) Lay the dick upon her Then I'm finna thumb her (YOLO, YOLO) Bet a n***a 3 bucks Can't nobody see us (YOLO, YOLOOOOO) I gave your mom the pe-nus That p**y gets a B+ (YOLO, YOLO) Told the b**h to make it clap, shorty made it thunder (YOLO, YOLOOOOO) Swaggin, flabbergasted, peep the titties on her Tumblr (YOLO, YOLO) Talkin sh** get beat up 30s on the Prius It's The V and Kee-nun Send it up then we done [Verse 2 Alex Wiley] YOLO YOLO YOLO YOLO All I know is YOLO All I f** is yo hoes Ridin' round with like 4 hoes, and them hoes ain't got on no clothes f** a Twinkie! Ho-ho's... I'm Solo, Dolo In a 4 Door Taking photos Of yo hoes Plenty hate on The Village 28's on the Civic n***as hate how we livin' Plenty plates, plenty shrimp FUBU jump suit, with the FILA's to match 'em Run up in your crib, find your CD's, and scratch 'em Burning all your CD stores Hiding all your TV cords See these who*es? f** 'em with my wee-wee sword f** 'em til my wee-wee sore Nut bust then they see the door Ripping sh** when we get bored Go for the Gusto, CB4 YOLO ni**a [Hook] [Verse 3 Kembe X] YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH Navigator truck Never gave a f** Smack a snitch then splack his b**h up in the elevator duct Smashed a plate of swagger, then I got into some ignorant poppyco*k Your pops may not accept me, cause I gave all of his b**hes a sloppy f** "Gots to be the shoes" said the goofy on the premises Business getting do'ed all thanks to my big homie Genesis A n***a spits that Anthrax Lace a zip with Xanax A b**h question my plan? Well then that b**h gon meet my hand back Chilling getting Superdome Crackin party? We be there These n***as eat the 3D Square But I just put my wee-wee there List of hella n***as doing YOLO sh**, you'll see me there It's 56 on 1 cause n***a I'll be damned if we be fair [Hook] (One more time for the b**hes)