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lirik lagu coach joey - for the love

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[verse 1: tay b]
the flood said [?] again
[?]  [?] yeah
bust  it down, [?] her mouth [?] yeah
he a b~tch if he with babies, yeah
he wanna talk, he gotta pay me, yeah

[verse 2: baby money]
stop  claming bodies, you ain’t taping sh~t
stop  f~cking lying, like you say you did
how you plan on getting rich when you ain’t taking risks?
i  ain’t plan to f~ck your girl, but she made me hit

[verse 3: peezy]
yeah, these n~ggas lying, they ain’t been in no trap
twenty thou on me, i ain’t turned to no jack
can’t do no song if you told, i don’t f~ck with no rats
i  just sold my whole sack, blew the profit at sacks

[verse 4: baby money]
blew the whole profit, gotta make that back
n~gga, watch your threats, you can’t take that back
make your b~tch rub my back, while i count my stacks
1300 for these lubes, better watch your step

[verse 5: tay b]
[?] sh~t was all white, but the collar was black
i’m o.t. all the time, i’m [?] with them racks
the guts in the foreign red, the outside match
and we ain’t vouching for no n~ggas outside of the [?]
[verse 6: coach joey]
[?] you and your friend, b~tch
i can stop what i’m doing, and i’ll still be rich
i can melt my ice down, i’ma still be lit
how i never caught your songs? i don’t feel that sh~t

[verse 7: baby money]
[?] the plug for a conversation
i be stacking in the winter, that’s my hybornation
f~ck how you look, b~tch, what’s your ocupation?
’cause i be dawging hoes who look like [?]

[verse 8: peezy]
top floor at m.g.m., i came up out the bas~m~nt
bad b~tch report to me, but she ain’t on probation
let me f~ck the first night, ’cause i ain’t got no pationts
pink 50’s, blue hundreds, we got different flavors

[verse 9: baby money]
chilling on a couple different akers, we don’t need no neighbors
yeah, b~tch, i got pationts, i don’t need no favors
you can look up my name, i never made a staitment
lot of bodies in the vakent, [?]

[verse 10: tay b]
[?] my belt cost me 600
ain’t in the whip dumping
we gon’ park, hop out and hit something
b~tch [?] get money, ain’t no n~gga out here [?]
f~ck your big homie
everywhere i go, that stick on me
[verse 11: coach joey]
count that sh~t up, call your b~tch, she ain’t gon’ pick up
she eating d~ck up
f~cked around and got the hick ups
that’s your wife? i ain’t gon’ lie, this b~tch a big sl~t


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