
coach joey - for the love lyrics
[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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