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jugg harden – coach harden lyrics

[verse]
i’m the coach, show you how to do it
i ain’t the same, different, i’ma use it
rip yo’ shooter, n+gga, f+ck yo’ shooter
send him to heaven, now he god shooter
i get money, i ain’t got no opps
see a n+gga comin’ now she d+ck+hoppin’
everybody k!llin’ in they raps, that’s just hip hop
dior shoppin’ in some gucci flip flops
i’m on the all hoes diet
i can tell she wanna f+ck, i’m too exciting
these real ‘scripts, don’t that mean i got clients?
turn liquid to solid, don’t that mean i know science?
even my mama know we hustlin’
my baby mama still fussin’
i ain’t gotta flex, she know i’m thrustin’
used to get fingerprinted now we thumbin’
hoodie all black but it’s off+white
lil’ bro servin’ tan, call that off+white
heard he jumped in that water caught a shark bite
i done put strippers on a off night
street n+gga, i be on that
if it ain’t the v+cuts, i don’t want that
tryna pour a four, we can do that
yeah it sound good, but i heard you don’t do that
twenty thousand on the pendant
dior kicks cost a chicken
ugly n+gga, i’m just working on my image
n+ggas think they bulletproof ’cause they whips tinted
n+ggas weird, b+tches finished
this not a competition, i don’t really care who winnin’
you’d be surprised, the favorite room is the kitchen
this batch fire, unky put his foot up in it

- jugg harden lyrics

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