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letra de jumped the line - coach joey

[verse 1: coach joey]
if i give you my number, you gon’ call me?
if i hit it one time, you cgon’ stalk me?
if i fall in love quick, you can’t falt me
now i’m 1, i can’t get these b-tches off me
i’m just playing, baby, tell me what your plans be
i asked you if you got a man, you keep saying me
i ain’t never been to your city, you said you heard about me
but i ain’t tripping on that sh-t, you know how fans be
i don’t cheat on my girl, we bang hoes together
i treat my bae like the ring, i’m [?] mayweather
p-ssy wet like it’s spring, that’s that may weather
give it a kiss after she cum, it just taste better
i like pretty hoes, pretty toes excite me
gotta tell me what’s on your mind, i’m not a sighkick
i got [?], you better not try to fight me
i used to f-ck your best friend, before you liked me
you say you knew that
you said you heard some good reviews, oh, true that
you wanna be my b-tch, well, prove that
everytime you bring up my ex, i’m like who that?
broke n-ggas in her face, she is not impressed
if i don’t respond to her texts, she get real depressed
posting memes on the ‘gram, tryna make me mad
just so the boy can be the reason why [?] beat your ass
i’m just playing, i would never touch you
i mean, in that type of way
and my side girl be [?], you with me today
that’s you playing on your phone, while i shoot these plays
she like taking pictures in my passinger
when she think she need makeup, i get mad at her
baby, you so gorgeous, you don’t need that sh-t
i mean, you can do the lashes, but that’s probably it
watch my back while i pump this gas
if a n-gga get too close, baby, blow his ass
you get nervous when i stare at you, that sh-t cute
i seen your friends, bae, i’m so happy i picked you
hop on the ox, you can throw on what you like
for your pics, you like to throw on all my ice
i don’t care who hit it first, who hit it right?
i don’t care who had it next, i jumped the line
[verse 2: cash kidd]
can’t name a time where we had to fuss and fight
she suck it in a benz, while i’m running lights
she say i know you miss me, h-ll yeah, f-cking right
her last n-gga hate my guts, i’m finna make him madder
he broke as h-ll, fighting demans, call him danny phantom
she eat it all with a spoon, we got table manners
i [?] i gave her a [?]
b-tch, f-ck that dotted line, new b-tch ride or die
[?] we for lifers, we still got a bond
[?] took her out them vans like a soccer mom
got her in a chokehold, like papa dock
all these n-ggas on her head, but they too [?] out
her friends keep calling me, b-tch, of course not
post a pic together, now we group chat’s trending topic
i love her facetimes, face fine, cleavage poppin
every week she switch her wig up, like dennis rodman
left my sock at her crib, hope her n-gga find it
n-gga lame as h-ll
told her baby, i can’t wait to see you, so [?] chanel
i smack a b-tch ’bout you, get to raising h-ll
bad b-tches need real steppers, baby, can’t you tell?
give me good brain like a college, then i make you yell
got her sitting on it, like she can’t make no cells
yeah, all around the world, random vacations
all them [?] hoes you with, tell them stop hating
old n-gga sick, you should see [?]
got your b-tch with me, [?]
first, she used to e shy, like she from [?]
now i got her bust down, playing with them toys
she don’t trip ’bout who i f-ck, she know b-tches freaks
everybody got a story, now that we a thing

- coach joey

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