Coochie Hoochie Young Lawless (Ft. YN Jay)

[Young Lawless/ adlibs]
Woooo
Hot damn
It’s Fat Boy Law and Coochie Man
And we on our way to Coochie Land
Ayeeeeee

[YN Jay - Verse 1]
I just cheated on my new bitch with my old bitch
Cooking in the kitchen smell like ohhh
Smell like old grits
Tried to grab the bitch by the ass she ain't have no grip
If you ain’t got no sauce you ain’t got no drip
Left my bitch at the restaurant she ain’t getting no tip
Left my bitch at the house tonight she ain’t get no dick
I gotta keep it one hundred this ain’t no strip
Why the fuck you at the poker table ain’t got no chips
Damn nigga thought he bought an ounce that ain’t no zip
I just sold my fiend some goddamn made his nose drip
What I made off this feature that’s a boat flip
I just bagged a new bitch in my old fit

[Fat Boy Law - Verse 2]
Ayeee
Bitch where yo hair at
When i took a nap it was down to your back
I woke up you walking around in a skull cap
Unc pass me a blanket I got a cold rap
Haaaah (hotttttttt)
Her pussy fire I got a coochie tan
Yn Jay just picked me up Im in Coochie Land
I’m in the Chevy Astro that’s a coochie van
Hit her with the coochie slap I got coochie hands
Niggas say they got loud all I hear is crickets
She got azz and bent over all I see is midgets
Had the pussy out of order now it’s back in business
Scuba splash in dat pussy It bet not smell like fishes