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Fell In Love Video (MV)




Performed By: Coupé
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Justin Johnson




Coupé - Fell In Love Lyrics
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When I first fell in love with the drake, Got the money gon' put on my plate
What's your risk? Yeah, what it gon' take
Got a hunnid bitches showin' face, Hunnid lifestyle we gon' chase
Yeah, what in my life? Yeah, what in my fate? I called up my pirates, I called up my mate
We poppin' it low we pop out that lake, We gettin' that bread, we gettin' that cake
Got me hunnid and them bitch is gon' eat on that face
Been hittin' that bitch with that ton with a freight
We robbin' that bitch, we takin' that crate, We up on them charts, we takin' the rate
I got me like hunnid cases I just closed? This bitch fake news, this bitch disclosed
We shootin' that boy, we leavin' with holes, I keep my strap, I keep my holster
Don't feel like you is special, you a poser Yeah, yeah, we leave that boy in the cold, yeah, he a polar
I put that bitch up on my strap and hit my poster, Take you out with the lights
I got me a few hoes walking round here, showin' thighs, I got me hunnid bitches, got me hunnid thots, I cut my money, huh, hit up his spot
When I first fell in love with the drake, Got the money gon' put on my plate
What's your risk? Yeah, what it gon' take
Got a hunnid bitches showin' face, Hunnid lifestyle we gon' chase
Yeah, what in my life? Yeah, what in my fate? I called up my pirates, I called up my mate
We poppin' it low we pop out that lake, We gettin' that bread, we gettin' that cake
Got me hunnid and them bitch is gon' eat on that face
Been hittin' that bitch with that ton with a freight
We robbin' that bitch, we takin' that crate, We up on them charts, we takin' the rate
I got me like hunnid cases I just closed? This bitch fake news, this bitch disclosed
We shootin' that boy, we leavin' with holes, I keep my strap, I keep my holster
Don't feel like you is special, you a poser Yeah, yeah, we leave that boy in the cold, yeah, he a polar
I put that bitch up on my strap and hit my poster
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When I first fell in love with the drake, Got the money gon' put on my plate
What's your risk? Yeah, what it gon' take
Got a hunnid bitches showin' face, Hunnid lifestyle we gon' chase
Yeah, what in my life? Yeah, what in my fate? I called up my pirates, I called up my mate
We poppin' it low we pop out that lake, We gettin' that bread, we gettin' that cake
Got me hunnid and them bitch is gon' eat on that face
Been hittin' that bitch with that ton with a freight
We robbin' that bitch, we takin' that crate, We up on them charts, we takin' the rate
I got me like hunnid cases I just closed? This bitch fake news, this bitch disclosed
We shootin' that boy, we leavin' with holes, I keep my strap, I keep my holster
Don't feel like you is special, you a poser Yeah, yeah, we leave that boy in the cold, yeah, he a polar
I put that bitch up on my strap and hit my poster, Take you out with the lights
I got me a few hoes walking round here, showin' thighs, I got me hunnid bitches, got me hunnid thots, I cut my money, huh, hit up his spot
When I first fell in love with the drake, Got the money gon' put on my plate
What's your risk? Yeah, what it gon' take
Got a hunnid bitches showin' face, Hunnid lifestyle we gon' chase
Yeah, what in my life? Yeah, what in my fate? I called up my pirates, I called up my mate
We poppin' it low we pop out that lake, We gettin' that bread, we gettin' that cake
Got me hunnid and them bitch is gon' eat on that face
Been hittin' that bitch with that ton with a freight
We robbin' that bitch, we takin' that crate, We up on them charts, we takin' the rate
I got me like hunnid cases I just closed? This bitch fake news, this bitch disclosed
We shootin' that boy, we leavin' with holes, I keep my strap, I keep my holster
Don't feel like you is special, you a poser Yeah, yeah, we leave that boy in the cold, yeah, he a polar
I put that bitch up on my strap and hit my poster
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Writer: Justin Johnson
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