"Coastin Streetmix" lyrics

"Coastin Streetmix"

Yo
Let me get all this player on, get me lit
Yo
Player got me lit
Yo, like that
Okay then
Ayy, ayy (Burn One, Burn One)

And I don't need Coors Light to tell me that I'm cold
And I don't need steak sauce to tell me that I'm bold
Got a bankroll so big, it won't fold
So many hoes in the whip, the doors won't close
Gucci on my back, you can't afford those clothes
I shut the mall down, bitch, close those doors
Fresh like Febreze, so I give that ass a squeeze
Dime piece on my arm, you got a pigeon on your sleeve
Religions on me, please take a picture of the guy
Yellow ice so bright, feel like I'm pissin' in your eye
I'm creepin' in the sky for the love of money
Better have another excuse for your husband, honey
'Cause we cruisin', you fuckin' with a winner, no losin'
Please stop callin' my phone, your ho choosin'
Perusin' the streets of the four block, ho, stop
Ralph Lauren linen suit, Polo skippers, no socks

I'm so fly that I'm damn near floatin' (Floatin')
I'm so cool that I'm damn near frozen (Frozen)
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
I'm so fly that I'm damn near floatin' (Floatin')
I'm so cool that I'm damn near frozen (Frozen)
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')

And I'm on that pill, too throwed to go in
My good deed got me on two-fours like Bruce Bowen
I'm through ballin' and it's no use coachin'
But you knew I was a winner, I shoot when I'm open
Then again I'm hopin' to vent, so I wrote it
I'm Alpharma with the seal, that's Phenergan you're pourin'
And if it ain't syrup, then it's Rémy overflowin'
He use similes and synonyms like Eminem wrote it
Not your typical rap nigga, his is just a poet
Thirty-six, but in the waist of his Religions is a 40
Spalding, you either player, player-hater, spectator
Though I'm dressed for the occasion, I will bring my best later
Still on the road just like an ex-X-taker
Grindin' hard, finna bubble like tex paper
Star war like Darth Vader with a lightsaber
Bet that yopper put a hole in 'em, that's my life saver

I'm too fried, on my family, I'm totin'
My heart frozen, I ain't playin', no jokin' (Starlito)
When we ride, we tryna unload it
And leave out and speed out in somethin' stolen (Lito)
I'm too fried, on my family, I'm totin'
My heart frozen, I ain't playin', no jokin'
When we ride, we tryna unload it
And leave out and speed out

Baby, relax, you with a player, a different type of steelo
Pill make the hoes go crazy like CeeLo
I meant Gnarls Barkley, your boyfriend's a zero
Fresh Charles Barkleys in the zone like a free throw
It's crunch time, stop at Benihanas when it's lunch time
Dumb high, stupid-ass clothes, yeah, I'm dumb fly
Wrist ice cream, make your girl lick her tongue out
Dro that I blow, yeah, it stank like fungi
Knock the pussy out, yell bonsai, bozo
I'm fly, Polo, my ho no glow
Blunted in a futuristic ride, Han Solo
Passin' purp around 'til it's no more, you dig?
The swag make your eyes pop out like the chokehold
I'm so cold, Hawaiian bitches 'round me like the Pro Bowl
Oh, no, very important person, open both doors
Very important person, open both doors

I'm so fly that I'm damn near floatin' (Floatin')
I'm so cool that I'm damn near frozen (Frozen)
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
I'm so fly that I'm damn near floatin' (Floatin')
I'm so cool that I'm damn near frozen (Frozen)
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')
When we ride, we hot and we coastin' (Coastin')


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