Chip Tha Ripper - Coconut Milk lyrics

Get with it

Get with it come on if you love get with it

If you love game with it come on

Didn't mean to call you up this late
Must be the milk in my coffee
Dollar dollar bills in my coffee
And if I sit and talk to you babe
Nothing or nobody gonna stop me
Tell me what to do to get you sloppy

As far as I know I ain't fall in love yet
You trying to talk to love shit
I'm trying to change the subject
Because Love got me walking around
With some war wounds
And Love got me out here
Recruiting some more goons
And Love got me paying for
Lawyers in catching flights
The love of the game left me
With pain so many nights
My nigga love them drugs so much
I'm saying rest in peace
Love made him pull the trigger now
That family left with grief
They say it was love of the money that
Made him go and rob that bank
I say it was love for the feeling of
Knowing that him and his family straight
If you don't die doing what you love
Then did you live at all?
I'm really committed I'm doing this shit
Just so my kid can ball
I got some shit I need to fix
In my life don't we all
I got some people look like me
Who hate and hope we fall
I let it grow but keep it trim
Just like my hair and nails
Rotate my love and keep it fresh
That way it never fails on the gang

Didn't mean to call you up this late
Must be the milk in my coffee
Dollar dollar bills in my coffee
And if I sit and talk to you babe
Nothing or nobody gonna stop me
Tell me what to do to get you sloppy

Ah-h-hhhhhhhh

Ah-h-hhhhhhhh

I had a sign in my soul diamonds and gold
Pressed up against me with bottles
In hose out of control
How I was living the flyest
Of clothes climbing in Rolls
Climbing out the Rolls crawling in
Malls we have some balls
Talk to folks however we want
Was trying to stunt
Was trying to swing doors all in
The front we never front
We always kept it real if
Anything else infinite health
Is what we thought we had until
Forest passed give me some wealth
I'm at the market copy nothing
But fruit nothing but herbs
Might wake up and get dressed up
In a suit smoking superb
Alkaline thoughts all in my head
All in my home
Alkaline women all in my bed we getting it on
Yea

Didn't mean to call you up this late
Must be the milk in my coffee
Dollar dollar bills in my coffee
And if I sit and talk to you babe
Nothing or nobody gonna stop me
Tell me what to do to get you sloppy