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Coaley - Capri Sun lyrics

Artist: Coaley

album: Capri Sun


How did you make this one?
How you wanna have a kid with your tubes tied?
How you wanna breastfeed but your boobs lie?
Only pull the chair out so I can see ass
Flat back don't match, baby, we don't need that
Shh, be quiet
You net 20K a year, stop lying (stop lying)
Bill Nye's making right, bitch, that's science
Keep hoarding all the spotlight, fuck that alliance
She made three lefts in a fight just to be right
I do three rights, then I left her surprise
How you have sandals on, but they're untied?
I don't want it grilled, baby, I want it deep-fried
Big jeans busting out the seam on the scene
Keep dictating all my little dreams, Aladdin
It's not Halloween, but the mouth open like scream
Getting freaky like Joaquin, I finish faster than McQueen
You know I'm a go-getter that'll go get her
Sunsetter turn a text to a love letter
Didn't love me when I hit, should've known better
Latinas get me bricked up, I bought Rosetta
My dick hurts after sex when I don't pee
Is UTI an acronym for a university
Said she loved when she didn't, it was first degree
Ho'oponopono you can find me down in Waikiki
Hey, you're still sipping on Capri sun
See me down in Italy under Capri sun
Dripped out, straight chillin' with Capri's on
Sipping on Dom while I'm kissing on Capri's mom
Nope, I pledge allegiance to the bag
Don't tell me what to do, you're not my dad
Don't cancel last minute, you already made plans
I take giant steps like Coltrane did jazz

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