Lyrics:
skrrt in coupe
Indigo, indigo truth
Now I got the coupe
Now I--
(Look at you!)
I'm in the collared green 6, cornbread in the guts
Soul food in the fuel
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But
getting it, ain't no question
Say my name in the streets cause I'm the best
And ain't no competition I'm better than the rest
Jet fuel... I'll show you
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But
Yeah, that's Licki on the way
Okay, Licki let go
I'm so proud, when you deserve to win the competition, that was my competition
I remember the last
the price, price, price
Jet fuel gave em jetlag yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Hit a number 1, did it twice, twice, twice
Space coupe, in the front seat, we going fast
No
Huh, Kenny
When I hop out, they gon' call me Rico Bruce (Bruce, Bruce, Bruce)
When I drop the top, I turn that shit into a coupe (Huh, yeah)
Yea
I ain't dappin these niggas I ain't tryin be cool
Ima smash the gas in a brand new coupe
Keep saving these racks for all the money I blew
Got
the shots and
This is how it feel when you riding in a Bentley Coupe
I wrote this song in my Bentley Coupe
Yeah, this is how it feel when you riding in
the top end floored
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's got a competition
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
you hop in change the station
Drive that thang isa new coupe
Reminiscing days on when I knew you girl
No calling on my phone no competition
Late night
Its ball life
Yeah everybody's competition
Step foots on my court
And yeah
Your bound to get it
Step on my turf
And ima be about bizniz
Scoreable
talk alot, it don't mean you makin' noise
I'm not hearin' it, they not serious
Top tier so compare me to the top lyricists
Got no competition, only
Everything I'm not made me who I am today
Lil spiffy try cope a coupe paint it grey
Sell gas add fuel to the flame
Strap got rocket power how it blow and blaze
like the fuel in ya coupes ignition
Movin' pistons
Got the groove that glistens
Illusion driven
Put the booth into submission like
I got them tools you
bitches talk a lot
Smoking on some rocket fuel
I'm higher than an astronaut
And I'm whipping Honda too
Pull up in a two door coupe
Nike sweatpants, Nike
to the city
Hop in the coupe and I'll show you around
Forbidden fruit but I will eat it out
Love how you moan
Love how you bounce
Put down your phone
Let's roam
the host
Cause ain't no nigga that can resist the words from the Twist
Leaving niggas comatose from my overdose
I done put the fuel on it, take a pull
round, see me rolling in that coupe coupe
You want that Minute Maid, girl I got that juice juice
If she ain't fuckin then Shawty get the deuce deuce
These
My competition, Don’t wanna say none (nothing) I’m at the top now, With my Day Ones.
Look where we’re at now, check where we came from, I’m
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