LYRICS: Zoocci Coke Dope ft Nasty C – Oath

Zoocci Coke Dope ft Nasty C – Oath

Check out the lyrics to Zoocci Coke Dope‘s hot song “Oath” featuring Nasty C. Zoocci Coke Dope Oath Lyrics. SA hiphop download.

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Zoocci Coke Dope Oath Lyrics

[Intro]
Zoocci Coke Dope he’s the dealer

[Chorus]
What’s in my pockets, nigga?
Cash on arrival, I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible (yeah yeah)
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral (uh uh)

[Verse 1: Zoocci Coke Dope]
Might go off or something (yeah)
Might get lost or something (yeah)
She so troublesome, I hit, can’t cuff, no officer (yeah)
I’m ignoring her, she think that she my boss or something (yeah)
Check my arsenal, I swing like playing golf or something uhm
She’s a fan but she took a chance cause she heard we got bands
I get money, she with me and she say oui like we in France
I don’t wanna politic, yeah
My bitch prolly thick, yeah
I need a Prada fit yeah
These all counterfeit

[Chorus]
What’s in my pockets nigga
Cash on arrival, I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible, yeah, yeah
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral, uh, uh

Think I’m soft or sumn’
Dick in her oesophagus yeah
Nigga I’m Optimus
Niggas can’t out awesome us (yeah)
Niggas ask for us, got goons that are ready to blast for us (yeah)
Nigga they ask for us, you say my name that’s blasphemous

[Verse 2: Nasty C]
I left home and I ran it up
I got stamina
My bitch polite like Canada
My passport gang is tatted up
I’ve seen some shit like janitor
Turnt up to the maximum
You should be a couch ambassador
My ice is clear as your calendar
Fuck a officer, I’m just warming up
I be charming her, she think that I want all of her
Trynna be baby moms or something
I pose out with the condom on
Zoocci coke Ivyson shit phenomenal
(hmm)
Dominoes, blessings fall like dominoes
They get caught like chargers tho
This blunt look like a envelope
My grind is oh casual
Can’t be weak or vulnerable
I’m un-pillow talk-able
My emotions in-audible
Get off me hoe

[Chorus]
What’s in my pockets nigga
Cash on arrival, I command that’s my title
Nigga hands on the bible, yeah, yeah
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral, uh, uh

Might go off or something (yeah)
Might get lost or something (yeah)
She so troublesome, I hit, can’t cuff, no officer (yeah)
I’m ignoring her she think that she my boss or something (yeah)
Check my arsenal, I swing like playing golf or something uhm

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