Coogi Shorts For The Summer (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)

[Intro: BJ the Chicago Kid & MadeinTYO]

(K SWISHA)

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh

[Verse 1: MadeinTYO]

Coogi shorts for the Summer

In Japan, no shirt in the Hummer

TV down, playin' Dumber and Dumber

I moved on, she stuck on, ooh what a damn bummer

Teriyaki sauce at Ru San, gettin' her number

K SWISHA on the drums, man, bangin' like thunder

He was in a rare Porsche, sippin' on a cucumber

Reckless with a Private Club necklace

Told her if it drop it gotta be my best shit

'Cause my son's life is precious

Why you wanna argue on Drew? He'll excel

Remember when my pops bought my mom the new Lexus

Take that shit up, before the whole damn team

You know how I'm finna win for the whole damn team

Comin' out, ****in' swingin', on the whole damn scene

Got that shit on my back

I need the whole damn whack, I need the whole damn pack

I need the whole damn whack, I need the whole damn pack (Skrr)

[Chorus: MadeinTYO & BJ the Chicago Kid]

Goin' through customs, sayin' that they love him (Ooh)

Takin' out my Louis, 'cause they wanna touch 'em (Skrr)

I've been on my feet, girl, yeah she wanna rub 'em

I know bitches in the Bay but I had to dub 'em (Yeah)

Yeah, we smokin' cookies, knowin' that I love 'em (Skrr-skrr)

Retweet your shit, yeah Halloween I plug 'em (Hey)

Goin' through customs, sayin' that I love 'em (Ooh)

Takin' out my Louis, 'cause they wanna touch 'em (Ooh yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: BJ the Chicago Kid]

When niggas ask me, "Was it worth it?" (Worth it)

It ain't nothin' like walkin' in your purpose (Oh I, oh I)

Yeah my nigga

When it all comes to the surface (Surface)

I count my blessings like it's Sunday service (Oh I, oh I)

Yeah my nigga

For them times it was difficult

It's so killin' that this feeling's reciprocal

(Oh I, oh I)

Yeah my nigga

Sometimes it got me trippin', yo

'Cause the good outweigh the bad, always God you lookin'

[Chorus: MadeinTYO]

Goin' through customs, sayin' that they love him (Ooh)

Takin' out my Louis, 'cause they wanna touch 'em (Skrr)

I've been on my feet, girl, yeah she wanna rub 'em

I know bitches in the Bay but I had to dub 'em (Yeah)

Yeah, we smokin' cookies, knowin' that I love 'em (Skrr-skrr)

Retweet your shit, yeah Halloween I plug 'em (Hey)

Goin' through customs, sayin' that they love him (Ooh)

Takin' out my Louis, 'cause they wanna touch 'em (Ooh, gang)

[Outro: MadeinTYO]

Skrr-skrr

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