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In The Coupe
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Idontknowjeffery
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Huh, aight bet (yo) Three-thirty pop up out the club, they finna close soon Two bad b*t*hes wanna leave but it’s no room It’s is no room, yeah it’s no- Pop, pop outside the club Three-thirty they finna close soon (close soon) Two bad b*t*hes wanna leave but it’s no room (no room) Stuff ‘em in the coupe, stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em- (stuff ‘em) Stuff ‘em in the coupe, stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em in it (stuff ‘em) Doctor Jeffery chasing Honey, Winnie Pooh Glock 22 same size as a Mini Coupe Ran into the opps, I can't tell you what I'm finna do All I need is duct tape and super glue (super glue) Had he knew pull up to his job left a bad review Having sh*t my way, y'all n***as don't have a clue (have a clue) Kill off every opp I used to have a few Dropping dead bodies off on random avenues N***a stuff em' (yeah) Stuff ‘em in a coupe Stuff ‘em in a coupe bunch of room Married to the money I can't jump the broom (I can’t jump the broom) Another hundred thousand grand coming soon F**k around and give it to a bunch of goons (here!) Blow up your Uncle room (boom!) Get well soon balloons (yo) I heard he didn't make it F-Type Jag make him get naked Cuban link bracelet (bling!) Two bad b*t*hes wanna leave with me but only one seat vacant (f**k it) Don't make them sad faces Stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em in it Stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em in the coupe Stuff ‘em in it Sh*t ain't very comfy but I'm f**kin’ in it (but I’m f**kin’) Dropped another opp it took me just a minute (it took me just a minute) Cartier frames keep gettin’ complemented (thank you) I can't bring my Glock inside this party I'll get to dumpin’ in it N***a look like he crumpin' in it (yo) N***a look like jookin Doctor Jeffery crooked All y’all n***as pu**y Used to have a life until I took it Stuff him in a casket (casket) I got the audacity (audacity) N***a went out sadly (sadly) I left his funeral happy (yeah) Cartier, I'm cla**y (cla**y) I'm slidin’ in the Jag (yeah) I am not tryna brag but I'm the worst she ever had But this b*t*h ain't never had me (had me) I'm at Wells Fargo laughing (ha) I'm feelin’ fantastic (yo) I just pulled out- I just pulled out thirty-seven bands Stuff em' in my pants Stuff em' in my uh I need bigger pants (help) Call my n***a Stan Come give me a hand need a minivan carry all these bands nah change of plans n***a let's buy some land (buy some, huh) Drivin’ with a body all melancholy (huh, huh) F**k it lock em' in a port-a-potty probably (huh yeah) Leave em by the toilet y'all are not important (huh) Walk a n***a down in my Air Jordans (huh yo) RKO that n***a like I'm Randy Orton (huh yo) Flip over the table they kicked me outta Morton's (huh, lets go) I got to jail for murder for I get extorted (huh) Shot him in his gut I hit a vital organ (huh yo) F**k that n***as organs I give n***as torture (huh, f**k ‘em) I got more numbers on me than a Wheel Of Fortune (duckets) I told her don't call me baby, babies get aborted Put a hit on you, you know I can afford it (you know I can) You know I paid for it Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in it I can fit a crew I can fit a group Bunch of women F Type Music Yeah Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in it Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in the coupe Stuff em' in it
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