Coconuts Lyrics - Singles - Down With Webster

Ah yo! 

Eh, work it with them coconuts, oh 

Eh, let me see them coconuts 

Oh, I got a lean up in my right hand 

Eh, I got a lean up in my right hand 

Oh, I'm already going coconuts 

Eh, whoa 

So girly open up go coconuts 

Find some dope, smoke it up, get liquored and soak it up 

I poke a slut until they call it broken but 

Cam's solo blowing up as soon as Bucky slow it up, yup 

This ain't no joking stuff, ha ha ha ha 

I see you phoney rappers later bye, bye (bye bye) 

I'm known to pimp a bitch and drop her like she cargo 

When it comes to ugly ones I block 'em like embargo 

I'd rather be chilling with Carlos 

The rest can left a mess, you know straight retardo 

When it comes to words I'm a wizard when I'm slizzard 

Cutting like some scissors, I get colder than a blizzard (brr) 

And you don't want no showdown, you don't want it 

I get it cracking like some coconuts when I'm in my hometown (uh) 

And that's the way it goes down (uh huh) 

And if you didn't know before then you know now 

Eh, allow me the beat, oh 

Eh, work it with them coconuts 

Oh, this shit is strong 

Eh, you know it man, oh 

Eh, excuse me, oh 

Eh, let me see them coconuts, oh 

So uh uh, uh uh, who got the keys to the splash? (huh) 

Guaranteed that I'm a do this shit quick fast (yeah) 

Vroom, vroom, just like I'm on shrooms 

Get the f*** out of this room your style poom poom shit 

Like Dr. Doom I am the villain 

Ask me if we're chilling but really I undersell it 

And I'm killing but I ain't doing it literally 

We're doing it with verbals, man their ass is getting near to me 

Yeah I spit it so sick (so sick) 

You wanna do this shit bitches you can suck on the dick (suck on the dick) 

Eh yo, my man Bucky, I'm feeling lucky 

I'm skiing this shit up then I'm chopping it just like Chucky, yeah 

I'm feeling nice bitches, get your cameras (click click) 

I do this shit from the spot to the slammer 

And then I'm whipping out the hammer (hammer) 

And that's a penis for you bitches that don't understand 'er, yup 

Eh, allow me the beat, oh 

Eh, allow me the beat, oh 

Eh, allow me the beat, oh 

Eh, allow me the beat, oh 

Eh, let me see them coconuts, oh 

Solo got the rhyme about them coconuts and when we roll up 

Showing up, everybody gon' go and throw 'em on up 

Got the rhyme about them coconuts and make you go "Oh!" 

See shorty in the corner and I tell you what her do now 

Girly take your coconuts and push 'em all together 

Me pouring the cider, shake 'em for your fella 

Now doctor, got what you need 

Doctor, got me with the lean like 

Doctor, show you what it do 

And you calling in the morning and I tell you (brr) 

Eh, so let me see them coconuts, oh 

Yeah work it with your coconuts 

Eh, well let me see them coconuts, oh