Lil Baby - Coast 2 Coast (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Baby - Coast 2 Coast (en) Lyrics
TOP UH IT, TOP UH IT.
WELCOME TO ATLANTA.
GOD DAMN, WENDY,
GO AHEAD, TAKE YOUR SEAT.
HOLD ON, SU YOUNG,
GET YOU SOME TOO.
KEEP YOUR EYES
ON YOUR OWN PAPER.
TAYLOR SWIFT, TOP UH IT,
TOP UH IT.
HEY, OH. HOLD ON, I'M TRICKED
OFF A LITTLE BIT.
-TOP UH IT, TOP UH IT.
-YEAH,
BABY.
-COAST TO COAST.
-YEAH!
UH, WAIT A MINUTE, UH,
WAIT A MINUTE, NANA.
OH, THANK YOU, SIR.
YEAH, YEAH, PUT THAT
IN YOUR BRA.
WHAT'S HAPPENIN'? TOP
UH IT, TOP UH IT!
TOP OF WHAT?
TOP UH IT!
MAN, I'M GONNA TOPPLE YOUR
DAMN HEAD, MAN.
GET THAT MONEY
AND GO SIT DOWN, MAN.
OKAY.
FINESSE THE BANK
OR MAKE A SONG
OR SWANG A DOOR
THAT'S HOW IT GO
BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS
I GOT TWO KIDS THAT'S
WHAT I HUSTLE FOR
YOU KNOW DAMN WELL
WE DID THAT FIRST
I JUST AIN'T PRESSED TO POST
FOUR THOUSAND A BOTTLE
ON COUGH SYRUP
I BETTER NOT CATCH A COLD
HE READY TO KILL
ABOUT THIS HOE
I NEVER TOUCHED HER THOUGH
MIDDLE OF MY HOOD
TANK TOP ON
I GOT THE MUSCLE BRO
MY TEACHER USED TO TREAT
ME LIKE HER SON
SHE KNEW I WAS SELLING DOPE
I WENT TO PRISON
AND BROKE HER HEART
I MADE IT SHE COMMENT
ON EVERY POST
ME RYLO VEEZE
AND LIL DAN THE MAN
WE THE FANTASTIC FOUR
HOW YOU WAIT THIS LATE TO BE A
GANGSTER NIGGA YOU TOO OLD
LIL DT KNOW I LOVE
HIS ASS TO DEATH
TRAPPED OUT HIS MAMA HOUSE
LIL D HAD WENT TO PRISON I STILL WAS
HIDING SHIT IN HIS MAMA HOUSE
MACK DIED THAT SHIT HAD ME SICK
GOING TO HIS MAMA HOUSE
HOW THESE NIGGAS BE CLAIMING
THEY RUN THE CITY BUT DON'T
BE RUNNING AROUND
BOXES COMING COAST TO COAST
TOO RICH FOR THE SMOKE
I TOLD THE OPPS
TO LET IT GO, HUH
BET' GO TRY TO GET YOU SOME MONEY
NIGGA AT LEAST A HUNDRED
GOT ADDICTED TO THE MOTION EVERYDAY
IT'S COMING, HUH, HUH
I TRY MAKE A HALF A TICKET
I AIN'T TRIPPIN'
IF IT AIN'T WORK
WHEN YOU SPEND
THIS TYPE OF PAPER
TRAPPIN' MAN GONE COME TO
YOUR DOOR (OK, COOL)
THEY KNOW WE BEEN
HAD THE UPS (YEAH)
NIGGA BET' START
KEEPING SCORE
FUCK YOU GONE DO WIT A PLUG
KNOW THIS NIGGAS PISSY
POOR (LET'S GO)
BRO CAME
ON A YELLOW TRUCK (AYY)
POWER PLAYS ALL THE WAY
OUT IN MILWAUKEE
THEY PAY MAJOR BUCKS (AYY)
NEVER HAD A PLUG
OR SOLD A LOAD
CAN'T RELATE TO US (UH-UH)
TWIN GET OFF YOUR ASS
AND TAKE A CHANCE
YOU'LL PROBABLY RUN IT UP (AYY,
GET IT TOGETHER, NIGGA)
YEAH, OKAY
BRO PUT HIS TRUST
IN THE MAIL
DUMMY CHECK DONE BROKE
HIS HEART (YEAH)
I BE TAKING HOES
DOWN BY THE TWOS
JUST LIKE NOAH'S ARC
(THAT NO CAP)
IN THE TRAP TRYNA
SWANG A DOOR
TILL THE HINGES
FALL APART (YEAH)
FINE SHIT KNOW
I BE GETTING PAPER
SHE WANT ME PAY FOR HER CAR
YEAH, I LOST NICK AND TWO CUPS
THEN LOST SCORE, STILL AIN'T
HAD TIME TO COPE (UH-UH)
NUMB MY PAIN WITH DRANK
RUN FROM MY PROBLEMS GOT
ME BEATING THE ROAD
I GOT RICH FROM TAKING RISKS
I TURNED UP FROM FLUSHING
BOWLS (YEAH)
I GET MY GAME FROM WHAM
AIN'T NOTHING BIGGER
THAN THE FOURS
I TOLD THE OPPS
TO LET IT GO, YEAH
RACKS BUSTIN' OUT MY POCKET LIKE
A NIGGA WON TWO SETTLEMENTS
WHITE AND RED BITCHES ON MY
DICK I WENT PEPPERMINT
FISH BOWL WHEN I RIDE
THROUGH THE CITY
LITTLE NIGGA I DON'T NEED
NO FUCKIN' TINT
CLUTCHING ON THAT FIRE
WRONG MOVE
NOW YOU HEAVEN SENT
THEY DON'T EVEN
KNOW I'M A RAPPER
J STILL THINK
I GOT GLASS ON ME
IN THE HOV LANE, GETTING SOME NECK,
THROWING UP ZONE THREE
NIGGA TRYING TO STEAL MY SOUND
MAKE MY YOUNG NIGGA PULL UP HOP
OUT SHOOT YOU IN THE KNEE
ALL THESE BOXES ON THE FLOOR
I'M KICKIN' THESE BITCHES
AROUND LIKE BRUCE LEE
HUH, YEAH
BROKE DOWN LIL' BRO
FUCKIN' BITCH,
HE DON'T NEED NO FEFE
LETTER TO MY OLD HOE
YOUR NEW NIGGA
WILL NEVER BE ME
NIGGA BE ASKING FOR SHIT
AND I AIN'T EVEN BEEN A MILLIONAIRE
FOR A WHOLE WEEK
I'M IN THIS HOE WITH BARS
ON THREE
NIGGA THAT GOT THE DRAW
GOT ADDICTED TO THE MOTION EVERYDAY
IT'S COMING, HUH LIKE
-GEE.
-'PRECIATE YA, TWIN.
HAHA, MY MAN.
TWIN, HOLD THAT SHIT DOWN.
STAY TRUE.
NOW YOU GOTCHU
A WILD LITTLE PACK!
TOP UH IT, NEXT STOP COMIN' UP!
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