Zoocci Coke Dope, Nasty C – “OATH” Lyrics
What’s in my pockets? ****, cash on arrival
I command, that’s my title
****, hands on the Bible, yeah, yeah
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans, I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral, uh-uh
Might go off or some, yeah
Might get lost or some, yeah
She’s so troublesome
I hit, can’t cuff, no officer, yeah
I’m ignoring her
She think that she my boss or some, yeah
Check my arsenal
I swing like playing golf or some, uhm
She’s a fan, but she took a chance ’cause she heard we got bands
I get money, she with me and she say oui like we in France
I don’t want no politic, yeah
My bitch probably thick, yeah
I need a Prada fit, yeah
**** all counterfeit, yeah
What’s in my pockets? ****, cash on arrival
I command, that’s my title
****, hands on the Bible, yeah, yeah
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans, I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral, uh-uh
Think I’m soft or some
Dick in her esophagus
Yeah, ****, I’m Optimus
**** can’t out-awesome us
**** ask for us
Got goons that are ready to blast for us
Yeah, ****, they ask for us
You say my name, that’s blasphemous
I left home and I ran it up
I got stamina
My bitch polite like Canada
My passport gang is tatted up
I’ve seen some shit like janitor
Turned up to the maximum (Max)
You should be a couch ambassador
My ice is clear as your calendar
Fuck a officer
I’m just warming up
I be charming her
She think that I want all of her
Trying to be baby-moms or something
I pulls out with the condom on
Zoocci Coke, Ivyson, shit phenomenal
Dominoes, blessings fall like dominoes
They get caught like chargers though
This blunt look like an envelope
My grind is on casual
Can’t be weak or vulnerable
I’m un-pillow talkable
My emotions inaudible
Get off me hoe
What’s in my pockets? ****, cash on arrival
I command, that’s my title
****, hands on the Bible, yeah, yeah
She might pop it with my hands on her spinal
I got fans, I’m a idol
If I smash she might go viral, uh-uh
Might go off or some, yeah
Might get lost or some, yeah
She so troublesome
I hit, can’t cuff, no officer, yeah
I’m ignoring her
She think that she my boss or some, yeah
Check my arsenal
I swing like playing golf or some, uhm
Song Credits:
Composition & Lyrics
Sibabalwe Fiphaza
Composer
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Composer • Lyricist
Zoocci Coke Dope
Lyricist
Production & Engineering
Sibabalwe Fiphaza
Producer
Other Roles
Nasty C
Featuring
Sources
Steyn Entertainment