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letra de time - coach joey

[intro: labritney]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n-ggas)
h-llo? we need to talk
(coach me, joey)
i know you don’t have a lot of money or whatever, but i really don’t give a f-ck about that
all i want is your time

[verse 1: fmb dz & labritney]
all she wanna do is spend some time with me (that’s it)
but time is money, so i got her on the grind with me
i know you want the light and wanna shine with me (i love that sh-t)
she postin’ pictures, caption sayin’, “i got the don with me” (joey)

[verse 2: coach joey & labritney]
real b-tch, it get rough, she gon’ ride for me
and she loyal, it ain’t never ’bout no pride with me
if i ain’t got it, she’ll f-ck around and slide fifty
we both winnin’, now we slide around in 550s (hey, hey)

[verse 3: fmb dz & labritney]
now we both can hit neimans and just grab sh-t
i turned her from a have-not to a bad b-tch (you did)
’cause i gotta have you sh-ttin’ on my last b-tch (i do)
truth be told, it wasn’t for me, she wouldn’t have sh-t

[verse 4: coach joey & labritney]
but let’s be real, if not for you, i wouldn’t have sh-t
you really came in the clutch when that bag ain’t clear (you know i got you)
i’ll take loyalty over a bad b-tch (and i’m both)
i want a b-tch who spoil me, i like to have sh-t
[verse 5: fmb dz & labritney]
huh, man, i really hate a mad b-tch
i can’t deal with that sh-t, not a tad bit (but you be on some bullsh-t)

[verse 6: coach joey & labritney]
always talkin’ back, you got a lot of lip (you right)
you get in your feelings, then you get to breaking sh-t
why you all on the ‘gram postin’ ho sh-t? (’cause you be on ho sh-t)

[verse 7: fmb dz & labritney]
keep it down, stay low-key, they don’t know sh-t
put my business in the street, get you choked quick
neighbors call the cops, when they come, you don’t know sh-t (n-gga, whatever)
got a grip on you, ain’t gon’ lie, i love them hips on you (i know you do)
i love them lips on you, i really wanna put this d-ck on you (is this just you?)
i ain’t gon’ trip on you, twenty-thousand-dollar kit on you (ooh)
tell them broke hoes sit down, you got a brick on you

[verse 8: coach joey & labritney]
i’ma keep cashin’ these broke hoes, they gon’ keep guessin’ (they ain’t gotta know)
is he smashin’? he just bought her ass a g-wagen
chanel bag, small one cost five thousand
started with a camera, now a n-gga own five houses
i’m big timin’, bought you a rollie, now you big timin’ (thank you)
you my b-tch, you match my fly, you got the big diamonds (exactly)
i told you from day one, can’t sh-t stop us
you know your daddy, girl, but you call me big papa
[outro: labritney]
ooh
ooh, papi

- coach joey

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