Coup

(Ohhhhh) (Ohhh)
(Yea yea yea)
(Yea, yea, yeaaaa)
Yea

You got it girl, you got it girl
Come and hop inside my coupe
Do somethings you never do
Let the liquor set the mood, set the mood

(Set the mood yea)
Somethings you'll never do, you'll never do
(You'll never, you'll never do)
Yea

What you searching for, you want a real one
And want plenty more (Yea, yea)
Let me take you around the globe, put you in christian Dior
And on the real, let me tell you how I feel

(Let me tell you how I feel now)

I want to tell you how
Don't listen to haters they be running they mouth
Midnight hour we be grinding it out, and I can tell
I can tell you the one, you the one girl

(Ohhh)

Look at you, look at you
(Look at you)
(Look at you girl you the one)
(Ohhhhh)

You got it girl, you got it girl
Come and hop inside my coupe
Do somethings you never do
Let the liquor set the mood, set the mood

(Set the mood yea)
Somethings you'll never do, you'll never do
(You'll never, you'll never do)
Yea



Credits
Writer(s): Keonta Phillips
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