MATHEMATICS - Coach Talk lyrics

(feat. Bald Head, Starr)

[Intro: Bald Head]

Haha, yeah..

See man? Playas, man

That's how it is, can't stop, knowhatimean

I mean feel me, man, feel where I'm comin' from, bro

[Chorus x2: Bald Head]

Mami, dancin' on my lap, tell me can you feel that?

We can get up out of here, I got somewhere to chill at

Rims on the Cadillac, go round and round

Round - that's that coach talk

[Bald Head]

Heard ya'll niggaz love to smoke and shit, get ya head right

Ladies you can roll with me, I break day light

Holla in the afternoon, crush on the latenight

Playas, thugs, pimps -- they don't play right

I coach and I stroke my chicks, never play fight

That's heavy, you can quote the kid, nothing to take life

Jealous, you hate the kid, well you can stay tight

Or focus, seein' it dog, I never lose sight

I move around, so I booked a few flights (yup)

Met two chicks that fuck with two dikes

Got 'em from the airport, it's on for two nights

They always catch feelings, guess it's just life

I always cut 'em off, guess I'm just trife

And I never call back, guess it's just phife

That got me fucked up, dog, you know this ain't right

Too many ladies on my - whew - so I'm lovin' them right, uh-huh

[Chorus x2]

[Bald Head (Starr)]

(Where them dollas at?) Mah, you ain't built for that

We on another level, (boo, I'll take you higher than that

I take you to a place you ain't never seen before)

Shorty, you talk slick, let the kid, hear more

(I'm like a diamond in the rough, some said, I talk tough

They be like, we're the novelty, callin' you bluff)

I'm like a buggy eye, ride with class and talk thug talk

Live the street life, the new king of New York

(I like your style, white tee, rocked over your wife beat')

I like my girl fiesty, every night she let me beat it

(But it's not like me, to tie down or be a wifey)

But it's not like me to tie down, but if you like me

We can swing an ep', just don't bring your friends

Cause you know how they act, when they see that Benz

(What you mean my friends) Yeah (See I roll for self

I got a got a coupe for two, I do mine for stealth) come on

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Bald Head]

You know what I mean? Just coaches baby, that's it man

24/7 man, 365 man, that's that coach talk, man

Get it together man, Brooklyn, man, Mathematics, man

Starr, man, Bald Head, man, it's the coach talkin' nigga

It's the coach talking, nigga.. you know I'm being a player, baby

Yeah, it's that coach talking, nigga... it's that coach talking, nigga