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Correct Red Coupe Lyrics
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Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer, no drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) There right here just me and London I might take your hoe out to the London Might just jump in that pussy no bungee I not a last nigga who will get no money Real blood like a vampire I want nothin' blue but them hunnids And I need at least like a rack of those I don't know what the rap niggas actin' fo' Baby don't fuck with nothin' else but them real niggas She allergic to fake shit I gave that dick to her back to back to back to back No, I don't need the brake shit See I gave the Rollie a facelift VVs flooding on the face bitch Pull up in foreigns and just murk in the parking lots And then I go beat the case bitch Red Coupe with Chanel boots That's type of girl I can call boo She the type that you saw as ready for you Everytime you tell her fall through You don't be giving me problems and nothin' baby That's why I skip all the talking and get to the fucking baby Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer, no drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) Lil mama you know that you fly You know that you fire You know that you flyin' Girl let's put Tac on my wrist Gon' tell that don't you waste time with the lames Baby you know that you fly You know that you fire You know that you flyin' And if are fuckin' on broke niggas I think there to stop for a change yeah Benzie I'm switchin my lane yeah 'Rari I'm switchin my lane yeah Lambo I'm switchin my lane yeah Pour up some sip for pain, yeah Pour up some just for pain, yeah Pop me a perk for the pain,yeah Sip on that Remy and pop me molly Then come to and get you the thang yeah (Hoooooh shit) Don't play with this plan because girl that's a violation Ain't no time like the present baby So what's the use of all that time wasting VVS's only shine crazy I mean VVS's only shine brazy And I get that dick to her on that drank And pour another line baby Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I'm a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) No hammer, no drill, I'm tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I'm on them bars and you know it I got 'em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, Chanel boots (ooh) Li'l mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy, I just to had tell you something baby) Listen, now I'd stop playing around with all that bullshit baby 'Cause if you do that, you slippin', you understand what I am saying? You need to turn around to see what you turning down baby 'Cause it's real shit going all around this motherfucker If you didn't knew now you do TM88 you a fool for this shit nigga Shoutout to my nigga Weezy going crazy brazy crazy West side Inglez, I love this shit (hey hey hey hey hey!)
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