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Blk Truck Video (MV)




Performed By: Coach Wave
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Justin Greenwood




Coach Wave - Blk Truck Lyrics




Ayeee
I don't give a f*ck
See me riding through the streets in my black truck like ayeee
Call me for the mix up
Baby girl you talking to me i'm afraid i'm a bit late
Coachy with the shits huh
I was icing up the wave before a nigga was in 6th grade
Tell her light the pretty piff up
I'm from little harbor city keep it clean like im Billy Mays

One of One these niggas really traced
I was swerving through the interstate
Off the Lucy shit is talking cray
Off the Lucy shit is looking cray
Baby girl I'm on the celly paid
Aint no walking 29 bounce babe
I was in it for the victory
Or till a bad bitch get sick of me
Know too many niggas that'll never break a piece
When it start to bubble just imagine i'm deceased
Niggas swear they cool but they acting like some treesh
Moedo been the chef i'ma eat till i'm obese
Got a six sense I don't really do events
F*ck a piss test nigga smoke like im stressed
She got good sex yeah that head is super dense
It got intense when I nutted on her chest
Aye, coach, aye, wait?

Ayeee
I don't give a f*ck
See me riding through the streets in my black truck like ayeee
Call me for the mix up
Baby girl you talking to me i'm afraid i'm a bit late
Coachy with the shits huh
I was icing up the wave, before a nigga was in 6th grade
Tell her light the pretty piff up
I'm from little harbor city keep it clean like im Billy Mays

Y'all really wylin out here man
GiX, you know my body
You know im coming, how im going
Feel what im saying...

Stepped on it
Drop song its the best
I love sex
I put racks all in my pants
Poppin off
Different ways ima get in
Coachy did it then
I'ma peice off just like middle man

I want the smoke...
Bring the gas and bring the smokey out
I want the smoke...
Bring the gas and bring the smokey out
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Ayeee
I don't give a f*ck
See me riding through the streets in my black truck like ayeee
Call me for the mix up
Baby girl you talking to me i'm afraid i'm a bit late
Coachy with the shits huh
I was icing up the wave before a nigga was in 6th grade
Tell her light the pretty piff up
I'm from little harbor city keep it clean like im Billy Mays

One of One these niggas really traced
I was swerving through the interstate
Off the Lucy shit is talking cray
Off the Lucy shit is looking cray
Baby girl I'm on the celly paid
Aint no walking 29 bounce babe
I was in it for the victory
Or till a bad bitch get sick of me
Know too many niggas that'll never break a piece
When it start to bubble just imagine i'm deceased
Niggas swear they cool but they acting like some treesh
Moedo been the chef i'ma eat till i'm obese
Got a six sense I don't really do events
F*ck a piss test nigga smoke like im stressed
She got good sex yeah that head is super dense
It got intense when I nutted on her chest
Aye, coach, aye, wait?

Ayeee
I don't give a f*ck
See me riding through the streets in my black truck like ayeee
Call me for the mix up
Baby girl you talking to me i'm afraid i'm a bit late
Coachy with the shits huh
I was icing up the wave, before a nigga was in 6th grade
Tell her light the pretty piff up
I'm from little harbor city keep it clean like im Billy Mays

Y'all really wylin out here man
GiX, you know my body
You know im coming, how im going
Feel what im saying...

Stepped on it
Drop song its the best
I love sex
I put racks all in my pants
Poppin off
Different ways ima get in
Coachy did it then
I'ma peice off just like middle man

I want the smoke...
Bring the gas and bring the smokey out
I want the smoke...
Bring the gas and bring the smokey out
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Writer: Justin Greenwood
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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