Dj Dimples – Bae Coupe Lyrics [ft Ice Prince, Emmy Gee & Ricky Rick]

Lyrics to Bae Coupe By Dj Dimples ft Ice Prince, Emmy Gee & Ricky Rick

[Intro]

Bae coupe, Bae coupe x4

[Hook: Ice Prince]

Bae coupe, Bae coupe x3
I need a hundred grand so I can buy a bae coupe
Bae coupe, Bae coupe x3
I need a hundred grand so I can buy a bae coupe

[Verse 1: Ice Prince]
Rolling out in a hiii
Pulling out in a hiii
Rolling down the streets
Do what else I like
I want to see you fly shit on haters
I want to see you goooo
Bae coupe Bae coupe
I need a hundred grand so I can buy a bae coupe
And on the other hand I’m bullet to these lame dudes
I showered down the earth its time these cowereds got their rain boots
Ahh they shoot they shoot
But we been doing everything that we stay do
But stay true and hustle hard only remain you
But eff ahead and we ain’t talking if it ain’t cool
Bae coupe bae coupe
It’s all I care about not what they do in their groups
Im shooting rappers and it’s as easy as playing pool
So holla back before some class Ima put you in same school

[Hook]
[Verse2 : Emmy Gee]
Im with the red bone lady type, my strained fruit
Her body got the shape of a champagne flute
See your girl tho, and Im the type to bang em and break all the rules
Don’t be mad at the play I am your ladies new recruit
Play the fast move we were getting drunk off that Grey Goose
I feel like Adam eating that forbidden fruit
Your bae was loo tho I rocked her ass to sleep Jimmy Choo’s on
I barely use ? my dick is still me secret weapon
Like a breakfast package come with a slice of bacon
Smoking on that loud while she banging to my ring tone
Remember when she acted brand new
So I gave the keys to her brand new coupe

[Hook]
[Verse3: Ricky Rick]
My nigga I don’t need no enemies
All I need is a substitute for this Hennessy
My life is crazy remember mama was begging me
Now I am begging mama like please accept this hundred gee’s
Lifestyles of the rich and famous I heard it all
Fuck money my niggas is getting murdered off
In Kwa-Mashu violence had us feeling like birds
Ngathi Jozi the system had us moving to the burbs
These cars my government needs stars
Don’t tell me bout Steve jobs
My niggas they need jobs
R.I.P to the nigga no disrespect to the greats
But these fucking iphones is making my niggas late
Making my niggas stupid they aspire to acquire
Now it’s empire when I was young it was the wire
But I guess thats what you want what can I do
Round 2 theli-mali go and buy a bae coupe