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letra de date with bae - coach joey

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[intro]
reuel, stop playing with these n-ggas

[chorus]
my b-tch told me that these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
when we go out, i don’t even need a stick
if a n-gga try to trip on that tip
we gon’ air it out in this b-tch
i’m strapped, she strapped, but you knew that
if a n-gga touch me, getting blew back
if a b-tch touch her, she getting knocked out
we gon’ argue, we gon’ fight, but that’s what love ’bout

[verse 1]
i told my girl we can’t go out, n-ggas tryna k!ll me
she said a n-gga touch you, he gotta deal with me
gon’ grab that pistol, bae, we out of here
’bout to hit the set and spend a couple hours there
a n-gga f-ck up my day, we gon’ stretch him
i thank god everyday, you a blessing
every girl before you was a lesson
if you know i got you, why you stressing?
why them n-ggas over there looking stupid?
baby, hand me my strap out your coochie
if i tell my b-tch shoot, she gon’ do it
but i ain’t even tryna trip, so just cool it
[chorus]
my b-tch told me that these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
when we go out, i don’t even need a stick
if a n-gga try to trip on that tip
we gon’ air it out in this b-tch
i’m strapped, she strapped, but you knew that
if a n-gga touch me, getting blew back
if a b-tch touch her, she getting knocked out
we gon’ argue, we gon’ fight, but that’s what love ’bout

[verse 2]
remember when them hoes had you f-cked up?
she thought it was 1 on 1, b-tch got jumped
any b-tch touch my b-tch, getting f-cked up
gon’ call your n-gga, get his stomped
don’t be coming to my girl as a woman
she ain’t tryna do no talking, she just dump it
my b-tch a lil thug, and i like that
and she got a smart mouth, and she fight back
but when we f-cking, she be so d-mn subbmissive
p-ssy so good, might give her ass children
p-ssy got me all in my feelings
so if a n-gga say i’m stupid, i’ma k!ll him

[chorus]
my b-tch told me that these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
when we go out, i don’t even need a stick
if a n-gga try to trip on that tip
we gon’ air it out in this b-tch
i’m strapped, she strapped, but you knew that
if a n-gga touch me, getting blew back
if a b-tch touch her, she getting knocked out
we gon’ argue, we gon’ fight, but that’s what love ’bout

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