Bae Coupe

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

I wanna see you
Rolling out tonight
Pulling out tonight
Rolling down the streets
Do what else I like
I want to see you flash shit on them haters
I want to see you go

[Verse 1: Ice Prince]
Ahh 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 it's time these cowards got their rain boots
Ahh they shoot, they shoot
But we been doing everything that they do
But stay true and hustle hard nigga remain you
But eff ahead and really 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
I'm shooting rappers and it's as easy as playing pool
So holla back before some class
I'mma put you in same school

[Hook: Ice Prince]
Bae coupe, Bae coupe (x3)
I need a hundred grand so I can buy a bae coupe

I wanna see you
Rolling out tonight
Pulling out tonight
Rolling down the streets
Do what else I like
I want to see you flashing shit on them haters
I want to see you go

[Verse 2 : Emmy Gee]
I'm with the red bone lady type
My strange fruit
Her body got the shape of a champagne flute
She your girl though
And I'm the type to bang 'em and break any rules
Don’t be mad at the player
I'm your ladies new recruit
Play the fast move
We was getting drunk off that Grey Goose
I feel like Adam
Eating the forbidden fruit
Your bae was loo though
I rocked her ass to sleep Jimmy Choo’s on
I barely use guns
My dick is still my secret weapon
Like a breakfast package comes 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: Ice Prince]
Bae coupe, Bae coupe (x3)
I need a hundred grand so I can buy a bae coupe

[Verse 3: Riky Rick]
Bheka, 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 G's
Lifestyles of the rich and famous I heard it all
Fuck money my niggas is getting murdered off
In Kwa­Mashu the violence had us feeling like birds
Sathi 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 that's what you want
What can I do
Round 2
Thol' i­mali go and buy a bae coupe