come shop - coach joey lyrics
come shop lyrics
[intro: allstar jr]
i got some sh*t for they [?] i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, we’ll have a n*gga rich as they plug
come shop, n*gga
i got some [?]
[verse 1: coach joey]
make it fast, spend it slow, i be hustling different
p*ssy n*ggas on [?] but i ain’t [?] n*ggas
[?]
all my n*ggas from my way, i had enough of these n*ggas
[?] looking stressed out
i can hit a n*gga b*tch like i’m fresh out
[?] stressed out
i ain’t really into it, but what’s the best rout?
[verse 2: allstar jr]
5 star spot [?] feeling like gotti
one up top in the sack, feeling like mozzy
my b*tch a kash doll, now that she banging the molly
burning rubber in the foreign, treat that b*tch like a hotty, n*gga
you ever seen 20 k in [?]
you ever seen a trap house 20 times that?
bet you didn’t, when i didn’t, n*ggas ain’t show the love
now they only call for me, and they ain’t getting the plug
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
[verse 3: babyface ray]
my watch a 41
skywalking through the set, i went to get my daughter something
that b*tch ain’t loyal to you, you ain’t never tought her nothing
my n*ggas certified, look like we get all the money
we ain’t in the same league, if we is, then i’m balling on you
and lean k!ll my blatter, i can’t be no organ doaner
from crumbs, to bricks, to boys, to men
[?] twin
i finessed the plug, then did it again
h*ll yeah the cross ice, cause i’m living in sin
already f*cked you, with the rest of your friends
i pulled off in a [?] in a benz
me and sl!cky collabbing, counting up while i’m driving
[?] ten toes with gorillas surviving
they talk happy, but they broke, it ain’t even surprising
[?] blow your bag on designer
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
[verse 4: cash kidd]
hate when i run into my old freaks
look, b*tch, i ain’t that same n*gga, you don’t know me
lactose intolerant, you n*ggas don’t get no cheese
they be like them ugly ass n*ggas [?]
[?] f*ck the whole team
bust a nut, your uber on the way, don’t get cozy
give a b*tch back shots like franky
for that bankroll, chop her brother up like [?]
yeah, treat the bankroll like a mouse trap
give a b*tch some cheese, i doubt that
[?] what my shoes say? i can’t pr*nounce that
[?] everywhere like a house pet
ten on me, on the plane, smelling like that loud pack
ten on me, on the plane, hope it don’t bounce back
hat’s that punch talk, [?] don’t know about that
[?] where my house at
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
[intro: allstar jr]
i got some sh*t for they [?] i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, we’ll have a n*gga rich as they plug
come shop, n*gga
i got some [?]
[verse 1: coach joey]
make it fast, spend it slow, i be hustling different
p*ssy n*ggas on [?] but i ain’t [?] n*ggas
[?]
all my n*ggas from my way, i had enough of these n*ggas
[?] looking stressed out
i can hit a n*gga b*tch like i’m fresh out
[?] stressed out
i ain’t really into it, but what’s the best rout?
[verse 2: allstar jr]
5 star spot [?] feeling like gotti
one up top in the sack, feeling like mozzy
my b*tch a kash doll, now that she banging the molly
burning rubber in the foreign, treat that b*tch like a hotty, n*gga
you ever seen 20 k in [?]
you ever seen a trap house 20 times that?
bet you didn’t, when i didn’t, n*ggas ain’t show the love
now they only call for me, and they ain’t getting the plug
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
[verse 3: babyface ray]
my watch a 41
skywalking through the set, i went to get my daughter something
that b*tch ain’t loyal to you, you ain’t never tought her nothing
my n*ggas certified, look like we get all the money
we ain’t in the same league, if we is, then i’m balling on you
and lean k!ll my blatter, i can’t be no organ doaner
from crumbs, to bricks, to boys, to men
[?] twin
i finessed the plug, then did it again
h*ll yeah the cross ice, cause i’m living in sin
already f*cked you, with the rest of your friends
i pulled off in a [?] in a benz
me and sl!cky collabbing, counting up while i’m driving
[?] ten toes with gorillas surviving
they talk happy, but they broke, it ain’t even surprising
[?] blow your bag on designer
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
[verse 4: cash kidd]
hate when i run into my old freaks
look, b*tch, i ain’t that same n*gga, you don’t know me
lactose intolerant, you n*ggas don’t get no cheese
they be like them ugly ass n*ggas [?]
[?] f*ck the whole team
bust a nut, your uber on the way, don’t get cozy
give a b*tch back shots like franky
for that bankroll, chop her brother up like [?]
yeah, treat the bankroll like a mouse trap
give a b*tch some cheese, i doubt that
[?] what my shoes say? i can’t pr*nounce that
[?] everywhere like a house pet
ten on me, on the plane, smelling like that loud pack
ten on me, on the plane, hope it don’t bounce back
hat’s that punch talk, [?] don’t know about that
[?] where my house at
[chorus: allstar jr & babyface ray]
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
i got some sh*t for they [?], i got some sh*t for they lungs
come shop, i have a n*gga rich as they plug
don’t play with us, i get you n*ggas hit with these drums
tryna run up a check, so i can [?] my son
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