Cootie Shot

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Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
 This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
 So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
 They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not
 Circle circle dot dot, now I got my cootie shot
 It's a coup-de-tat, I'm a Dirty rascal rising to the top
 Give the King of the Castle red carpets, Fruit Rollin' out By the Foot
 You can try to jack it, my pencil's sharpened, I wish you would!
 Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish, how many pieces do you wish?
 Got snacks on snacks coming straight from the Alps, my Rolls are Swiss
 And I don't ever mind sharing, but I saved the last one for Sharon
 So you can't have the shit, she said I'm all that and a bag of chips
 Meet me after P.E. by the big tree, finna hit that bully hard
 Get the BG's when he sees me wit the dream team, up on that boulevard
 Knee deep in this concrete since peewee, even though I don't look the part
 Always scrapped with the preteens that were teasing to hide my sensitive heart
 Johnny shot the camel and the camel went boom, the whole playground's exploding
 I'ma build a squad wit the outcasts, and the kids that never get chosen
 So slide your toes in, double your knots, tie up your sneaker strings
 Put your feet up in the circle my dawg, ready up we picking teams!
 Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
 This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
 So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
 They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not
 Freeze tag or that beats fast, I'm a cheetah raised on that grassland
 Pencil break with my #2, I'ma be the Bane to your Batman
 Bloody knuckles I'ma damage your backhand
 Finna hustle with the candy in my backpack
 When there's slushy all in my cup, then there's brain freeze in my CAT scan
 Teacher Teacher, can't ya see!?
 Got a mind like a 4th grade diplomat
 Got in trouble when I talked in the back
 What's the cost on the tag of the gift of gab
 When I made it to the Big Leagues, was imperative that they paid us
 I was still reminiscing, on the origins of my cadence
 Started on the monkey bars, like American Gladiators
 I was dropping monkey bars, and embarassing all the hatas
 Eenie, meenie, miny, moe... better get on my squad
 See me, hear me, try me, no... you don't wanna get got!
 Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot!
 This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat
 So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop
 They tell us to behave, well absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 No way, no how, absolutely not
 Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not

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Duration
03:01
Tempo
160 BPM

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