Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Coupdavil, artist - ALT. Date of issue: 04.10.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Coupdavil |
| Once again it’s on so y’all just chill |
| Cause here comes the man in this coupdavil |
| Summer breezing tis the season |
| Open up the door so the honnies can squeeze in |
| We about to take a trip today |
| To the city that they call L. A |
| But hey, Compton, Pico, Pasadena |
| Westwood, Watts and West Covina |
| Lynwood, Lakewood, Westminster |
| Hawthorne and Montebello |
| Pamona is where we made a quick stop |
| But Monte is we find the lead end up |
| Feel with pride, I park my ride |
| I got front and back and side to side |
| I fire up the funk and then just chill |
| My coupdavil |
| [Chorus: Rich Garica} |
| Rolling around all over town |
| OGs hitting switches |
| In my coupdavil up on a hill |
| Won’t you come home through my city |
| Yeahhh |
| No pain, no gain |
| Head up to Pico to pick my homeboy Slow Pain |
| Yo hop in the back G |
| Cause homegirls riding up front up with me |
| I’m the body laying low in the backseat |
| Sitting in between these two fine freaks |
| All G’d up for this one called me Slow «The Baby» |
| Pimp my walk and talk and make love with a |
| Rolling in the funking old coupe |
| Bouncing on five-20 D’s like two OG’s |
| The funking hood be rolling up inside |
| All rolled up, hold up |
| Damn tied drives me nuts |
| I better chill that coupdavil |
| My coupdavil |
| [Chorus: Rich Garica} |
| Rolling around all over town |
| OGs hitting switches |
| Well in my coupdavil up on a hill |
| Won’t you come home through my city |
| Oh Yeahhh |
| Rolling with my homies and we straight up G’s |
| Plus it’s got to be about 80 degrees |
| In L.A., but some call it loose |
| Every bodies hitting switches in the funking west coast |
| Yeah, we young and hard |
| Rolling up with yall in the boulevard |
| My skin is light but my rhymes are brown |
| It’s hard not to sell out and still be down |
| But we be going the same old things |
| Like waxing up the caddy or polishing the |
| Hitting switches, hooking up with hynas |
| And I can bet you twenty, I got fives right behind us |
| I hope that the huras don’t swoop |
| On my burgundy Cadillac coupe |
| Cause me and the homeboys, we got to chill |
| In the coupdavil |
| [Chorus: Rich Garica} |
| Rolling around all through the town |
| OGs hitting switches |
| Well in my coupdavil up on a hill |
| Won’t you come home through my city |
| Welll |