J.J. Brown - Coochie Coup lyrics

{Intro from Red Foxx, stand-up comedian} "I swear to God and three other white men, I'm good I talk about s** and being a negro And you're not supposed to talk about s** But hell, negroes have s**! Didn't nobody draw us!" [Verse 1: Louis Logic] Yo, I'm best described as the father of s** and lies I specialize in undressing wives, but I recognize When it's time to pull my co*k out the hot house Cause I don't want no seeds left inside So instead I'll catch a rise With a wet surprise, from the yogurt slinger And poke a finger up her a** until the motion stings her Depending on how close it brings her to the point of climax That's when I get romantic with her face adjoined to my lap (sluuuut) How would you like to get f**ed in the bu*t I know you probably love to get covered with nut And I can cover your mug with enough of this stuff Whenever my muscle will bust That if you breath in it would smother your lungs Eww, what you mean? You ain't had ya fill? I splash ya grill, like lighter fluid at a family meal Or a lesbian's face with Vagisil when she bites into it (BITES what?) Into coochie you dyke-s*ut you know you like to do it {Hook} Coocoo-chie coocoo-chie coocoo-chie "b**hes!" "Drop to your knees" Coo-cooooooooochie "I do more stickin' in chicken than Stove Top Stuffing" Coocoo-chie coocoo-chie coocoo-chie "b**hes get wet then I inspect 'em like Deck" Coo-cooooooooochie "I wanna get into it man, you know" "What?" "Vagina" [Verse 2: Louis Logic] Always aim for the torso that's what I learned from playing in p**nos While I'm stuffing tube steak in her cornhole If I'm late for one more show cause I spend my label's paper on more hoes They'll probably would take me straight to a court show But instead of gettin' screwed on TV I rather f** cuties Unless ofcourse Judge Judy's in the mood to eat me I usually use my CD to abuse the treaty Of s** between me and my ex and feed her spooge in 3D (ohhh) You should see me when the semen's flowin' spewin' freely I squeeze a load in the throat till the chicken's cheeks are swollen Cause if a beep is showin then she gets the worm Catchin' co*k in every turn with extra s**m till the lesson's learned I'm less concerned with closed nails and a precious perm As long as I avoid of infectious germs and her breasts are firm And when I'm tryin to f** your chick and call a ho a s*ut a b**h It's for kicks so it's not a s**ist term "Now what start's with the letter 'C'?" {Hook} [Verse 3: Louis Logic] Chicks say I'm old fashioned, I don't want a b**h stuck in the kitchen I wanna stuff a dick in her a** while she's touchin' her kitten I like to f** and forget 'em and try a dozen positions Then serve the mic a sermon like rightin' smunks of religion I pay homage to bondage and good will with a feel And stay up in a prime just for stacks like Wilt the Stilt And in the process I like to turn women to objects Penthouse to hen house of birds livin' in projects I don't discriminate on the basis of race or the place that you stay That's hardly a chick I won't inseminate I spread the legs of college chicks featherweights and solid chicks I make 'em face the snake but I never taste the bottomlips I poke 'em with the Obelisk and flee from the scene Let me explain then you'll see what I mean Cause as much as I love p**y you can't feed it to me You know why? I don't eat anything that bleeds for a week and don't die {Hook}