Coogi Shorts For The Summer

Coogi Shorts For The Summer Lyrics

[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 sh*t
‘Cause my son’s life is precious
Why you wanna argue on Drew? He’ll excel
Remember when my pops bought my mom the nеw Lexus
Take that sh*t up, beforе the whole damn team
You know how I’m finna win for the whole damn team
Comin’ out, f**kin’ swingin’, on the whole damn scene
Got that sh*t 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 b**ches in the Bay but I had to dub ’em (Yeah)
Yeah, we smokin’ cookies, knowin’ that I love ’em (Skrr-skrr)
Retweet your sh*t, 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 b**ches in the Bay but I had to dub ’em (Yeah)
Yeah, we smokin’ cookies, knowin’ that I love ’em (Skrr-skrr)
Retweet your sh*t, 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
Skrr-skrr