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it's up - coach joey lyrics

[verse 1: talibando]
dropped the top on [?], hit the gas, let your hair blow in the wind
i ain’t usher, but we lovers and friends
she in love with a real one, now she told all her friends
[?] f*ck her again
she even [?] trips [?] she know all of my friends
she even [?] when she [?]
she like to put my chain on, she like to play all of my songs
neighbors know my name, i feel like trey songz

[verse 2: coach joey]
made her cover up his name, and hit gary and put mine on a chain
she low key and out the way [?] but it’s ok
she go to school like every day, she tryna be an c.n.a
we don’t talk every day, when we do, it’s probably late
she be hating that i’m gone, but i come home with that pape
i quit hanging with them hoes, all them b*tches do is hate
you got a man, they can’t relate
trust me, all them b*tches fake
[?] tell me why they all in your face?

[chorus: talibando]
what type of games is being played? how it’s going down?
it’s on if it’s on, but i gotta know now
is you with me or what? my lifestyle get tricky as f*ck
one day it’s down, [?]
what type of games is being played? how it’s going down?
it’s on if it’s on, but i gotta know now
is you with me or what? my lifestyle get tricky as f*ck
one day it’s down, [?]
[verse 3: talibando]
i’m [?] for life, she ain’t bail on me when sh*t got rough
she used to take me to the house, so i could hop on the buss
she used to pull up at the trap, go to the back, let me f*ck
i told her sh*t was gon’ get better, just give me a few months
now i got her dripping, all new designer
take a new vacation every month, it’s kinda hard for you to find her
how you love that? i kinda feel like the big tymers
real trap money, they thought that we got signed [?]

[verse 4: coach joey]
she been with me for so long, she know all the [?]
if the narks hit the car, stuff it [?]
if they find it, take the charge, call the lawyer, get involved
bride the judge, pay him off, [?]
[?] real b*tch, only work for real sh*t
your ex ain’t made you feel sh*t, i’ma make you feel this
[?] i try to pay you, sn*tch a bill quick
i tell you chill, bae, just relax, man, i got this

- coach joey lyrics

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