Lyrics The Coat Room - Curren$y

The Coat Room

stand at the door
Dirty dealing with these businessmen
These classic hoes, they ask me for the same thing
But these days for the game I have to charge
(So we meet again, so we meet again, so we meet again)
Maybe next til it’ll be love, right?
Yeah nigga, maybe so
But your home boy, he act like the feds
That nigga
Standing over here stacking up bread, we still baking
Spend a
antique Louis trunk, cobwebs on it
I’m watching cartoons smoking weed
Get some head, take a shower, slip into my threads then leave
Unless you got a time to see my dog you not seeing me
This the field test, prototype for niggas on our team
They wanna know how I feel about it
My opinion is revered highly 'cause I don’t do sucker shit for anybody
She graduated college
Her booty real plus she drive a Maserati
Pick me up out of traffic, treated me to hibachi
We both get high, reminisce about it
My mink dragging the floor,
stand at the door
Dirty dealing with these businessmen
These classic hoes, they ask me for the same thing
But these days for the game I have to charge
My mink dragging the floor,
stand at the door
Dirty dealing with these businessmen
These classic hoes, they ask me for the same thing
But these days for the game I have to charge
My mink dragging the floor,
stand at the door
Dirty dealing with these businessmen
These classic hoes, they ask me for the same thing
But for the game I have to charge