Hop Out the Coupe

Hop out the coupe
Look at my jewels
Givenchy my shoes
You know cash rules
Never gon lose
These women gon choose
I'm cuffin the loot
The beast on the loose

Hop out the coupe
Look at my jewels
Givenchy my shoes
You know cash rules
Never gon lose
These women gon choose
I'm cuffin the loot
The beast on the loose

Want a milli upfront from a contract
Loud Pack and it's mixed with the cognac
Sub-Zero like I'm in Mortal Kombat
AP winter time on a thermostat Woo!
I got the juice
City of Gotham I'm feeling like Bruce
Wayne in that Coupe
Pull off like vamoose
Twin turbos the proof
Burnin this money like nicotine
Finessin the plug-in the Philippines
My pitch game in the Major League
Love Me Or Hate Me no in between
Baby boy this is guns and butter
Ballin like bowling I'm in the gutter
I am so fly other guys flutter
All of these women they choosey lovers
I am a star do you feel the distance
With Rachael Ray and she water whippin
I'm on a mission no intermission
While y'all count sheep I be countin chicken
To match my fly I need a diva
Black Amex don't forget the Visa
Cooler than cooler like in the freezer (Frieza)
If I Pop the Trunk watch me go Vegeta
Hop out the coupe
Look at my jewels
Givenchy my shoes
You know cash rules
Never gon lose
These women gon choose
I'm cuffin the loot
The beast on the loose

Hop out the coupe
Look at my jewels
Givenchy my shoes
You know cash rules
Never gon lose
These women gon choose
I'm cuffin the loot
The beast on the loose



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Hightower
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