Cookout (Explicit)
Dreamer Isioma"Cookout (Explicit)" is a song by Dreamer Isioma, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:27 long and contains 62 lines and 294 words.
Lyrics
0:08Pull up
0:09Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
0:11Pull up
0:12Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
0:15Pull up
0:16Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
0:19Pull up
0:20Pull up to my cookout
0:22I'm tryna keep my energy
0:24Tell these lame ass niggas stay away from me
0:28Yuh yuh
0:29People hate when they see
0:32A young rich nigga doing different things
0:36Better things makings moves oh my God
0:39Imma pull up with my gang with my fucking squad
0:43Imma serenade your bitch with this damn guitar
0:46Imma do anything that I fucking want
0:51Yuh yuh
0:52I do not sip lean
0:54I don't sip Robbitussin but I keep these functions bussin'
0:57On God 'cause I love him
1:00So when we gon' get to tussling
1:02Keep my name out your mouth
1:03You want beef I want smoke
1:05It's a cookout
1:07Pull up
1:09Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
1:11Pull up
1:12Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
1:14Pull up
1:16Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
1:18Pull up
1:20Pull up to my cookout
1:31Catch me in the street
1:32I be muggin' mean
1:34Money's what I bleed
1:36Call me Dollar Tree
1:38I just beat my case
1:39Free Tay
1:41Shoutout to my lawyer but
1:43Fuck the whole state
1:45Fuck 12
1:47Fuck 12
1:48Fuck 12
1:49They just wanna put me in jail
1:53But that ain't gonna happen go to hell
1:57No more L's unless it's lemonade
2:00Got my gang with me
2:03Got bae with me
2:04You can hang with me
2:06So when we gon' get to tussling
2:08Keep my name out your mouth
2:10You want beef I want smoke
2:13It's a cookout
2:14Pull up
2:16Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
2:18Pull up
2:20Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
2:22Pull up
2:23Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)
2:26Pull up
2:27Pull up to my cookout
Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout I'm tryna keep my energy Tell these lame ass niggas stay away from me Yuh yuh People hate when they see A young rich nigga doing different things Better things makings moves oh my God Imma pull up with my gang with my fucking squad Imma serenade your bitch with this damn guitar Imma do anything that I fucking want Yuh yuh I do not sip lean I don't sip Robbitussin but I keep these functions bussin' On God 'cause I love him So when we gon' get to tussling Keep my name out your mouth You want beef I want smoke It's a cookout Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout Catch me in the street I be muggin' mean Money's what I bleed Call me Dollar Tree I just beat my case Free Tay Shoutout to my lawyer but Fuck the whole state Fuck 12 Fuck 12 Fuck 12 They just wanna put me in jail But that ain't gonna happen go to hell No more L's unless it's lemonade Got my gang with me Got bae with me You can hang with me So when we gon' get to tussling Keep my name out your mouth You want beef I want smoke It's a cookout Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout (ahhh) Pull up Pull up to my cookout
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