Bat Man Coupe lyrics
by Wiz Khalifa
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Batman Coope, Makavelly rules
Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof
Bandana on, throwing gang signs too
Screaming at them n*ggas, what the f*ck you wanna do?
I ain't arguing with b*tches, I put ryms on Coopes
Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot
Know some bad b*tches, you should tell them come through
But Imma check your tempreture before you come through
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Knocking at the door, [?] one two
She just left her n*gga, from me to run to
I don't want the pus*y, if the thing is run through
I don't pay for pus*y, [?]
She know I'm a player, say she peep the way I move
See the diamond chains, started thinking bout [?]
She just wanna f*ck, she ain't thinking bout a [?]
Bout to risk it all, frеaky things [?]
It's a new week, got a new hair color
Beat a b*tch's ass, shе a fighter, not a lover
I be pushing on the gass, hit it once, then speed up
She got a lotta mouth, I f*ck with her cause she trouble
Lil bubble, look good in a bikini too
I'm seeing the results in the gym for about a week or two
Pull 'em to the side, let a n*gga fully tatted up hit it right
Need me in your life
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Batman Coope, Makavelly rules
Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof
Bandana on, throwing gang signs too
Screaming at them n*ggas, what the f*ck you wanna do?
I ain't arguing with b*tches, I put ryms on Coopes
Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot
Know some bad b*tches, you should tell them come through
But Imma check your tempreture before you come through
[Verse 2: Roy Woods]
I leave the club, drop the top
Two grams in my spliffy, [?] cops
Sippin on [?], I need that soft on the rocks
You get shot, just because you wanna talk like the [?]
[?] maker
[?]
[?]
[?] living proof [?]
[?] like Batman in the Coope
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Batman Coope, Makavelly rules
Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof
Bandana on, throwing gang signs too
Screaming at them n*ggas, what the f*ck you wanna do?
I ain't arguing with b*tches, I put ryms on Coopes
Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot
Know some bad b*tches, you should tell them come through
But Imma check your tempreture before you come through