Tip Toe (feat. Troo)

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Coach Q

Joel Norman Quenneville (born September 15, 1958) is a Canadian–American ice hockey coach and former player in the National Hockey League (NHL). Nicknamed "Coach Q", he is second in NHL coaching wins at 969 behind Scotty Bowman. Quenneville achieved his greatest success as head coach of the Chicago Blackhawks, whom he led to three Stanley Cup titles between 2010 and 2015. His championship victory in 2010 was the Blackhawks' first since 1961, ending the then-longest Stanley Cup drought. He also served as the head coach of the St. Louis Blues from 1996 to 2004, the Colorado Avalanche from 2005 to 2008, and the Florida Panthers from 2019 to 2021. more »

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Know ima dog
I don't play with no pussy cat
Get in dem draws
Kill that lil kitty Kat
She grab my balls
When I hit it from the back
Dont hit the mall
Unless I go spin some racks
I know you fraud
And your trap is on tip toe
My pockets swole
Like a motherfucking lymph node
Still in the hood
A place that you cant go
I know you scared
So you need stay home
Your trap ain't doing numbers
That shit tip toe
My shit ringing off the hook
Like a flip phone
Ratchet bitch f*ck her
Pulling off her clip phone
Might trip all dis drip
You can slip on uh
I just got dem bags
Bout to get them gone
Busting open bags
In the living room
Bustin no discussion
If my cousin got em
In the zoom
F*ck it ima f*ck
But I ain't in the mood
Shawty want a break
I gave her interlude
I put on a show
Get it by the load
Sell it how you want
Break it down
You can get a gram
You can get a O
Been around
Every side of town
Still be throwing 4S
Hold it down
When niggas not around
I be on my own
never dolo
Strap be on my clothing
Like a logo
Trap be going pogo
I got sticks
Might pull up with dem horses
Like its polo
My advice is keep yo distance
Dont try me dats a no no
Double o
Know ima dog
I don't play with no pussy cat
Get in dem draws
Kill that lil kitty Kat
She grab my balls
When I hit it from the back
Dont hit the mall
Unless I go spin some racks
I know you fraud
And your trap is on tip toe
My pockets swole
Like a muhfuckin lymph node
Still in the hood
A place that you cant go
I know you scared
So you need stay home
He cross the line
I givem a halo
Still in the hood
Where you cant go
Pop a couple shots
Then I lay low
I'm to busy running up
a bank roll
He got hit by a stick
That he ain't never seen
Guns come equipped
With infrared beams
Aint no standard clips
We got magazines
Couple blue hundreds
Stuffed in my jeans
You know how I get
Bout my paper
Pop a couple shots
Now I'm disturbing the neighbors
I give a f*ck bout a hater
F*ck around send that boy to the maker
Couple bad bitches they on my radar
F*ck her good
But no I can't save her
I got them racks ain't signed to no label
Bitch I'm connected
Aint talking bout cable
Know ima dog
I don't play with no pussy cat
Get in dem draws
Kill that lil kitty Kat
She grab my balls
When I hit it from the back
Don't hit the mall
Unless I go spin some racks
I know you fraud
And your trap is on tip toe
My pockets swole
Like a motherfucking lymph node
Still in the hood
A place that you cant go
I know you scared
So you need stay home

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