Top Songs By El Cousteau
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El Cousteau
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
El Cousteau
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cocá Cousteau
Producer
Lyrics
All my bitches honest!
The car start with a press of a button, then it start flying
I count my money make sure my bills face the same side
I get-her do some work for me then I buss her down
I’m a super model she keep asking me to smile
Know how this shit go, I keep that fire at all time
I told brodie ima shoot, **** just just drive
My cousin took a free base trip and cooked outta town
The architecture slanted a lil forward from where i’m sitting
I’m speaking from a point of view of a **** that got bitches
From uptown to wheeler road, **** i’m locked in
We’ll do that shit on camera, we ain’t sparing ne’er victim
FUCK EM!
All I gotta do is jump in the back and we ride off in a Benz
Hit it cross state lines, now i’m out they jurisdiction
When i’m in the 929 I start to miss my old bitch
Ralph Lauren button down my mother think i’m crossing dressing
**** want smoke bro he better bring some pallbearers
I’m in the trenches dawg dawg conniving with some wild ****
I was raised by junkies, boat heads, and drug dealers
I adjusted the rear view mirror as I slid through the evening traffic
I was hustling on the other side when **** was just getting in their jam
How **** going to speak on you, if you ain’t never did shit
I’m riding round with high crimers them boys real head spinners
WOOO!
Any fine mommy you see me with, you know we fucking
It might just be the talk, it might just be the motion
How long ima stay? That depend on where i’m gon
Went and got some pussy then I changed my outfit
Peeping round the corner I almost shot a ****
Choppa Choppa Man in a S550
I’m looking for a pretty pretty girl that’s brown skin
Wooo!
Written by: El Cousteau