AKA El Coyote – IV Lyrics


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[Verse 1]
Four to the floor, dirty hoes, they ridiculous
Four at the door, boy how'd you ever think of this
A to the K another A, El Coyote
Dick and ego as big as a monte

I live fast times, spicoli
I stay saucy, ravioli
Talk about pasta, I'm flossy like spaghetti
Free fallen', Tom petty, better save, Mr. Resetti

I'm so bad at rapping, but I'm so good
I don't make sense, I never could
I'm a mix of Kanye and Alf
I eat cats and I'm full of myself

[Verse 2]
I see these kids freestylin, but they ain't got no style
You should copy mine, just get wild
I'm a beast, nigga, I got that roast beef
Cause I flip hogs call me master chief

Turn around girl, let grab that tush
I'm so classy, Snagglepuss
Call me speed buggy, I'm an outlaw
I stutter, I got Jabberjaw

I fell in love once, so dumb
With a pretty girl in maxim
Just for her I learned piano so crazy
I'm a dog, rowlf swayze

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