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Fuck a Perm `The Coup`

you're, hip And now you slick it, you grease it and you lick it and you're lookin really wicked but your hair is now called good You moisturize and texturize and relax-ize and civilize it but yo I got a

PERM `Cochise`

Yo' Cochise, A weh dem a seh?

Laugh/Love/Fuck `The Coup`

HookI'm here to laugh, love, fuck and drink liquor And help the damn revolution come quicker Laugh, love, fuck and drink liquor; and help make a revolution I'm here to laugh, love, fuck and drink liquor

The Coup `The Coup`

<ring> B: Hello D: Yes, I would like to speak to Boots from the rap group The Coop. B: It's The Coup, and this is Boots.

Breathing Apparatus `The Coup`

soon C'mon baby holla at your ace boom coon Tell me who it was and I'll be buckin like a untamed stallion Say another word and see me gather a batallion [Boots] Shit, I give a fuck who did the killing

My Favorite Mutiny `The Coup`

y'all talkin' 'bout Out ya mouth, I'm not concerned Cause y'all got the nerve It's y'all turn like Detroit red When he said he had an ultra perm The long walk to burn your bare heels So they worn your

Gunsmoke `The Coup`

come on let's go put this under your belt Chorus Smell the gunsmoke repeat I be having homicide running through my mind Don't know what's up with me Shit fuck with me all the time Eating

Fo Da Money `The Coup`

Ya know, when ya, gotta decide, between what's good, for you, and what's good, for the struggle Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story E-Roc, kick it [E-Roc] Pressure,

Repo Man `The Coup`

[E-Roc] Now WHO'S that motherfucker who rollin down my street Every other week, jackin shit, while ya sleep Creepin through the cuts, heartless don't give a fuck if ya broke, "Did you pay last month's

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish `The Coup`

am broke now what the fuck is new i need loot i sweat the motherfucka in the tweed suit and i'm on his ass quicker than a kick from a grease boot eased up slow and discreet could tell he was suspicious

Slouch `EMF`

Who the fuck are you? Coming round my house with your fucking smarm Been down the bingo With ya fucking perm Who the fuck do you think you are?

Takin These `The Coup`

, the year is 94 black folks aint taking it no more be on the rise the coup is not the bad guys you know taking it from the rich giving it back to the poor so yo put your two faced ass on the floor

The Name Game `The Coup`

[Boots] Now, motherfuckers done made a name for theyself But a name don't mean wealth, let me up you on the shit If we was up in this, just to get up out the ghetto Let me tell you right now, we

Bitch With A Perm (Rottweiler Mix) `Tim Dog`

dick every single day Can...I...fuck you for a while Hey...Bitch...you know you like my doggy style I'm tryin a figure something out why you live with yo mama while my pad is free ?

Dig It! `The Coup`

Presto, read the Communist Manifesto Guerillas in the Mist, a Guevara named Ernesto, so (E-Roc: What a brother with a afro know?)

Ride The Fence `The Coup`

But I'm not pro-poppin' em I'm provocative And pro-stoppin' them FBI operatives Who professional at Black Man Pounce And hand you a sentence that you can't pronounce I'm also anti-narco, anti-vice 911

Lazymuthafucka `The Coup`

Now, when I go to bed it's almost time to wake up Tryin' not to go to jail, tryin' not to cake up And even when I serve soda it would be cold as fuck Chillin' in my sock, servin' ice for ten bucks And

Not Yet Free `The Coup`

there's a splinter with the smell of the rain And the scent of the street, but all I smell is the pain Of a brotha who's a hustler and he's stuck to the grind Of a sista who's a hooker gotta sell her

Coup D'Etat `Level 42`

on the border there's disorder now they've gone too far wait for the coup d'etat fragmentation we don't know who we are wait for the coup d'etat no choice look what we've become world peace at the point

Nowalaters `The Coup`

was older in between And in my fresh Adidas fits I used to come more clean than Jeru Jerkin' off in a can of chlorine Sophisticated with the game I was spittin' in A nymphomaniac was with it That's just

White Powder Perm `Rich White Ladies`

O o o o oh shit Darling, you're stalling This party's getting boring Let's turn it up a couple notches Diamond crotches, pinky watches, expensive scotches As it burns down my throat The more it cost, the

Last Blunt `The Coup`

come to a crescendo, I would let that indo go but I'm still kissin it like I'm under the mistletoe So here we go I'm Mork'in with the steady swagger speakin with a stunt, steady stagger preachin with

I Know You `The Coup`

[Boots] E, look man look [E-Roc] Yeah wassup man [B] It's that cop man, the one that sent my potna to the hospital Hey pull over, come on [E] Coup let's with this hamhock motherfucker, there we go

Deja Coup `Boy Sets Fire`

Relax, just sit back and absorb make sure you've got all that you can't afford listen for your cue, to help you deal with the shame it makes you wonder who is holding on to the reigns it's the way its

The Shipment `The Coup`

teachin' staff's fight for pay hikes Like cleats wit' spikes I clings to my turf tight Get, low like a Smurf might earth is my birthright You salivate at the sound of the bell I come sick and make

Kill My Landlord `The Coup`

Now check it, the topic of discussion Is more than a financial profit United Snakes won't stop it Blow for blow, the flow with the commentary gets Seventy-six septillion tons a-spinnin' [Steady steppin

Coup D'Etat `Refused`

Staying up planning the downfall of your corrupted system What plot will I figure out, what thoughts will I pen down?

Cars and Shoes `The Coup`

You finna put yo' foot through that hole in the flo'! Now what you say - you gonna sue me? Awwww, because the baby hurt his leg and got a booby?

Hard Concrete `The Coup`

I want to be a lawyer accused of a liar like LaToya so im dropping the fourth grade slinging lemonade I am my own keeper a young o'erachiever ten cents a cup, im a gonna have to leave that shit to

The Liberation of Lonzo Williams `The Coup`

nuttin but a mean mug (But tucked a forty-five, with forty-five slugs) He was a jitterbug thug, at the dance, cuttin a rug (Treatin his sisters like a hooker) Greetin his partners with a hug Breakdown