Search results for 'burnin by wb the coach'

I'm Comin' [Featuring Tra-Knox]

Will Smith

Willennium

1999

hell's kitchen, ugh
And I'm so, I'm so hot, hot, ya'll burnin' up, HOT
I step in, it's like the wedding between Hope and Armaggedon
The Hip Hop Moses

dunn, peep the prognosis
I be the high explosive, burnin bushes like Howard Moses
Higher dosage, chocolate roasted
Made ya team, without a coach kid,

Give it all I got
(All I do)
Thank the man up top
(All I do)
For the life I got
(All I do)
Burnin' gas stop
(All I do)
Roll a real big RAW
(All I do)

some figures, you know
I'm tryna get that brand new ghost
So I be ballin' like Shaq in the post
Runnin' the game, bitch, you know I'm the coach
Dummy,

I Don't Like The Look Of It

Lil Wayne

I Am Not A Human Being [Clean Version]

2010

bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am

Legendary cuz i got the kinda shit you can't coach

Inherited God's gift, so they don't want any smoke
Burnin' ya soul with bullet bars, just watchin' it

Fuck with me, switch teams, they ain't coachin' like this (coach)
Can't afford the life, bitch, the quote don't exist
I'm drunk, tryna figure out which

U Got da Game Wrong

Three 6 Mafia

Choices: The Album

2001

above, smoke burnin from this bud
Bitch, feel it 'fore I deal it, hoe how you gon hustle me?
I'm born and bred by HCP, I'll leave your blood off in these

of the squad but they cannot coach
(At all) louis Vuitton holster
This for my niggas in the cell
And on they wall
They got a Nicki Minaj poster
The talk's over,

Respect the Unexpected

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

to smack track
You the Mr. trapped-by-wack-contract
Me the black flag to kill on contact
You the dead roach, me the head coach
You player ready for

to serve
I'm not a fan
Get to know the LORD, don't just know His Word
Put me in the game coach, no more bench warmer
Death to the flesh, come with

they be battlin maybe I need to try to match it
At times I'm indecisive
And that can hurt you emotionally you burnin’
An understatement to say it's

Neighborhood coach man
Role provider
Bad lil jawn
I get close beside her
Talk my shit like a real nigga do
Want a baller or a bum
Baby
Milli make em choose

thankful for the healin', like
I'ma need a nurse, by my bedside, like right now
I be makin' heat, I'm burnin' up just from the damn sound
My conscious I'm

They cookin' wit us so lil' Rick about to get the chewin'
Burnin' up in the sun so I stick to movin'
That's why ain't no one believe me when I tell em'

my tactics, had to be a coach
Say she wanna fuck, home alone for a weak
Say she wanna dance, poisoned by a mammal
Lover Boy he good, words don't make

another coach
That mean he switched teams

Dog tried to run off, pow
Pow and the punk fell
Tried to sneak up in a trench
Coat and my pump fell
Hate police

Man, we be straight hoopin'
Never see us yokin'
Just in our spot, straight shootin'
Shouts to Coach Ragland
We see him out recruitin'
And after ball, we

of your enemies my
Next move is to aim for infinity why?
Big moves when I'm makin' my chess moves (No Lie)
Close to, by the people that will coach you (No

Well, fed bellies don't talk when they feast
Got a humble soul, still troubled by my demons
Tryna maintain in my balance, can't always take the victories

about winnin' over things
Got them people that been torn up by they odyssey
Don't give up or go lostin', please
And don't forget what's loading, please
I

like, tastes like murder
Feels like, tastes like murder
Must be murder
When God comes it curtains, baby butchering, bloodthirsting and body burnin

swervin'
Plus i got indo' burnin'
Keep that by the pounds
So all my town know that i'm servin'
Plus i got straight Patron

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