Coach Carter Lyrics

Damien, that's crazy

Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh

Niggas stealin' waves and niggas like me gon' make some water

Teach my young shooters, right from wrong, I'm Coach Carter

Tell her she ain't got no intent to fuck, bitch, don't even bother

Ballin' with my brother, run the trap, lil bob tiki barber

Uh-huh, clerk say it cost extra if you get two cups

Lil' bitch must've took the sex from me, I ain't never gave a fuck

Nigga up that bitch like Texas Ranger, but your shit still tucked

Treat a opp block like warzone, nigga get yo kills up

I got bitches, I ain't striked yet, cause I been bowlin' green

Told her if she want my heart, she sharing with promethazine

To the public, I'm passin' goody bags, tryna help the fiends

Lil' bitch wide open, drinkin' Jack, I'm stalkin' off a bean

Uh-huh, money dont stop a nigga from being a corn ball

Im da nigga they worried about in da session when da blunt fall

How you say you always in the field, but on the porch now

Really went from hoopin' at the rec, to dodgin' courthouses

Draco plug, called and said these bitches straight from Canada

Full of drugs, I don't need no liquor, tell that bitch I got more stamina

I'm a 50 member, exotic beatin my chest like David Banner

Niggas ain't never pulled a rack out, and poured it in a fanta, huh

Niggas servin' curb, you either carpet or you street

Got a hoe from Buffalo, I pay her bills to go deep

Walk down, see her a opp, ion care if its cold, I'm happy feet

Niggas waitin' on me to drop, I always do like gravity

I get in moods, and I do drugs like a pop artist

I always knew I'd either sell rap or peddle narcotics

I be off a bar, a blunt of za and a Hot Pocket

I ain't blow my high, arguin' with you bout who not toxic

Thought I went to hell went outside and seen a demon

Put 2k on his head, call my shooter and he greenin

Spinnin' in a bang bus, but see it and you fucked

Hit a nigga with a colt, think he got some Andrew Luck

Pussy nigga da jig up, what you know bout walkin' down

Tell a nigga your year's up, I ain't talkin' bout love

When I tell you I'm tryin' to feel somethin', out here chasin' bucks

I ain't trippin' bout no deer hunt, puttin' bread on your head, turnin' niggas to croissants