Talking [intro]
Yo, what's up with Olamide, today, man?
I don't know man
Is he trippin' or somthin'? (Yea he is)
He said he ain't comin'
With his main boys to the court
(Wants to play ball, man)
What's up, with that?
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Yea what's up with that?)
Knowin' that we play ball everyday
He just gonna sell out on us like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
That's straight up bull man (That n*igga trippin?)
You know what I'm sayin'?
He trippin' like a heart atack (Ha, ha, ha..)
What's up with that dog?
Hook:
We like 'em in the coupes... what? uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes... yea...who this?
We like 'em in the coupes... what? uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes
We like 'em in the coupes... what?...uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes
Verse 1: (Olamide)
today felt so good
Ladies crusin' through my hood
Lookin' like Hollywood
And my friends up to no good
They want me to play ball
But I'm sittin' here waiting for you're call
Gotta get to the mall
And look at all the girls with no flaws
Chorus:
I don't wanna play basketball... yea baby
Cuz I'm too small to hoop... yea baby
I just wanna get down with ya'll
(I just wanna get down with ya'll)... Oh yea
With the ladies in the coupes (The ladies in the coupes)
I don't
I don't
I don't
Verse 2: (Olamide)
Don't wanna got o class Cuz I didn't make the team
I'd rather be chasin'... uh, uh
Cuz that's my only dream
Let 'em go play that ball
If only you could have it all...yea
Find me a rich one
Cuz baby I'm fine
Chorus 2x
We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh yea
(sing it) Ladies in the coupes (what, what)
We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh... that's right
(sing it) Ladies in the coupes
We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh yea
(sing it) Ladies in the coupes
We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh yeafeaturing Buckshot and Kasino
We don't fuck wit no devils
Word up
Word up yo
Muthafuckers gettin' hurt up yo
Straight murder yo
Bushot da beady eyed MC
In da back of me is the black ruby
Listen to dis
Don't get caught up in da mist nigga
Watch this nigga
[Buckshot]
What da fuck yall niggas tryna say to me
Step this way, B
And get smacked blaintly
Lately
Mad niggas hate
But I don't give a fuck
Tatoos on my stomach
Plus on my nuts
You get two in ya gut
Straight through da backbone
Sen ya back home
While you be in da crack home
Wit da fake gat phone
Lookin' you all alone
Let me give you a tip
Keep a firm grip
On da heat
You on't want white sheets
Decorating da streets
Shit ain't sweet
Muthafucker suppose to eat
So pass da plate
Cause I'm gonna dump some food on yall niggas
At a fast rate
Fuck tryna wait
I heard them all talk da talk
But they never walk da walk
Niggas hesitate now
Yall niggas said I don't speak loud
But how
Buckshot voice move da crowd
Split you like a white owl
Plow right through yall
In a day
Niggas don't know what to say
I'm a pay lil' niggas
So they throw it my way
But by the end of the day
Bitches buy weight
Only give those hoes boosted clothes
Fuck pretty bitches
I learned not to love those
Buckshot da beady eyed
I ain't aposed
Nigga what
My jewels got yall niggas froze
Chorus
Throw it up
Nigga throw it up
Buck da beady eyed
Put two in ya gut
Nigga throw it up
Representing B-C-C
Da beady eyed MC
Nigga what
What, what, what, what
K-A-S
What, what, what
I-N-O
What, what, what
K-A-S
[Kasino]
You can't knock my hustle
We can ball
If it's contact sport
I touch yall
Think small when the contracts bought
I crush yall