Cashleaders – Bill Cosby (Sweater) Lyrics
Artist: Cashleaders
Song: Bill Cosby (Sweater)
Oh gee it’s Cosby
We O.G. as Cosby
Bill on that sh#t and you know the b#tches on me
Cause we f#ckin rich getting all these b#tches
We on our Bill Cosby sh#t with all these snitches
Oh gawd damn damn
You know that he’s got it on locked
You know that Bill Nye he’s here
And he’s holding that glock
Cause Bill Nye actually uses science
To cook crack and cook coke and cook meth
You know that we don’t give a sh#t
Cause Bill Cosby slangs that sh#t uhh
You know that we coming up next
You know that we coming for death
You know that we coming to kill
Every m#th*rf#ck*r yet
Uhhh you ain’t know what I’ve been through
Weed strain Mace Windu
Window pain it’s tint dude
You ain’t talking bout sh#t
Less you seen the ish I went through
Presidential elect electric energy
Smoking weed with my enemies
Smoking jays back to back
Shot in the head like John F. Kennedy
What the f#ck too soon
Hot box my room
Xbox throw in doom froot loops
In some fruit of looms
Fruity loo fruity loo
Naw f#ck that sh#t
Guess you staying out of the loop
When when we choose to do the things that you like to do we lose
When you ain’t outside taking peoples views
You thinking outside of things that are obtuse ahh
That’s reused when a b#tch have to have fun with some f#ckin brews
Or weed too orgies that’s all you
h#rn# here’s your stuff well something to chew
Well ain’t nothing seen him me or you
See that’s something that you need and yes we do got weed
Came up that’s all bill
Went crazy that’s all bill
Went down a small hill
On top that’s all bill
On top that’s all bill
Skitiddy bop that’s all bill
Riddlybop lillibop riddlyboop
Thats all bill
My b#tch a washing machine
She get wet when turned on
Yo b#tch work overtime
I don’t think she’s getting off
Popped a hammer pill
f#cked until we dosed off
I be that towel boy why cause I tossed her a cloth
They be like Jeff what you wanna do in life
Anything n#gg# cut the coke with a knife
Don’t matter to me melt down methamphetamines
Grab some weed we grind it up like it was some coffee beans
Throw it in the blender reminiscent of Earl Sweatshirt
My team on my back getting cramps man my neck hurt
Safety off now that tech work
Out of your crew you dead first
From dust to dawn like bubbles blown
I’m trying to see that lead burst
Yo head hurt from that red squirt
Tripping cause you were fed dirt
Red purse with that leather
Man I swear you felt better
Only reason you alive is cause of her
Better credit her
n#gg# I make shots hurt no this is not nerf
See me in that brand new camry make a cop swerve
Right into my intersection asking me what hood I’m repping
Quick to say if you ain’t got drugs that where’s your concealed weapon
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From the album:
Close the Mixtape [Explicit]
Release Year: 2014