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Let me talk to you offline (Let me, let me talk to ya)
Most dudes scared to approach
I can put you in first class
But your hand bag still say Coach

the game I don’t need a coach (coach)
This b*tch thick and all she wear is coach (all she wear is coach)
Am Og,and am a Demi god (god)
Like a king pin my

to the floor, touching toes, and back around
Flying coast to coast, up in coach, from town to town
Took some time to figure it out

We up, We up
VIP in the club,

Draw string duffle bag
Coach hybrid, a dat mi gal rock
Money pon route, seh we Tarrie yah 
One strap, one chop
Tell you bout the Money bag

One

to tell me where I'm going and 
Steady coach to call my own
Up ahead is the last chance for redemption
Last chance to get back home

It's a long cold road

Yea,
That murder sh*t is bool,
I tend to that sh*t when I'm pose to.

I said, you never moved a pack of raw?


Then you should let me coach you.

to nothing. Everyone was pissed. 

Can't be an honest coach. Coach. How come I can't pitch? Because you can't catch. We don't have lights. I'm sorry. Jackson go

Coach Sean  I see you nephew
Zip zip
It's them packout boys
It's them packout boys
We tap your end zone ten toes down ay yo  ten toes down
Coach

Dont hit my line
(Don't hit my line)
Aint got no time
(Ain't got no time nah)
I know your type
(I know your type yeah)
I know you lying
(I know)
Dont

at half-court
That's no cap like an afro, ooh

I swing that stick like Wayne Gretzky
I keep a K on me like I'm Coach K, Mike Krzyzewski
Hope you set

Sideline Story

J. Cole

Cole World: The Sideline Story

2011

name spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains, Cobain
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out, so I call my own

I'm decorating my house, I got Wi-Fi, I need to see designs
A couple scripts for my show, I need to read my lines
A couple weeks on the road, a couple

Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song)

Warren Zevon

Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song)

2001

a goon
Son, we've always got room for a goon"

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight

Kramer
But they still plan to
Damn they're such assholes
They're breaking it down
For the football coach
"You have to use substance?
Randal pink you better

Only move by His grace (Hey, hey)
It’s goin’ down DDT Triple H
On the move with the news
Like I got nothin’ to lose
On the field like a coach

over Georgia
Ain't no committee
We representin' Shiloh yea thats the city
Riding high with Coach Tino we eating plenty
Clinching on that trophy they

flying coach
Yeah, yeah, boujee as shit never flying coach
And I'm not a coach
But I put yo bitch right on the bench
You in line at the club looking tense

though they only rapping like 1 2 basic 
Punch line punch line hook damn I feel famous
Questions lately 
Why am I still nameless? 
Why don’t I have a deal?

I Throw da packs, make em go long
Ima go Catch. til da dope gone 
Dey Call me coach. keep a play booked
Send em to shop. now ya play took 
Can Tell

And if Coach Lee he ain't the coach
Then I ain't rocking with em
Shout out the Spartans
They the sickest
And they out to get em
Yeah you know it's

make it rain)
Tauntin' me like he won't die
Try me that's suicide
He gon' taste this .45
He late cuz he didn't fire
He won't make the dinner line
I

Ride for my city
Die for my city
Ima put it all the line for my city
Grind for my city
No lying on my city
I been rapping since it was time

ThatShitSoundLikeRob
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The money is ringing, the money is ringing my line
(Ringing my line)

The money is ringing, the money is

We're on the Blue Bell line
Getting on the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard