OK Coolio
Record Boy
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Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant Big stacks in the waistband of my Louis drawers I'm by my lone so I cannot f*ck no groupie hoes You say you coming over, OK coolio But imma tell you now I ain't no Romeo Remember going to your place playing Mario Now I'm sitting on Mars working on audio My shoes in the mail outta Tokyo Girl I see through your lies like Pinocchio I was getting all this money in quicker than a mother fucker Sad that you don't see me enough, that's a mother fucker Clutching on a honey bourbon wood in my Balenciagas Murdered out whip, ten toes in my bloody bottoms I can't hear no sentence, but I love all my fucking commas I'm just tryna stick to myself, I don't want no drama Got that Cobain on the table, do you like Nirvana Say you wanna be me but you can't, that's a mother fucker Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant I'm off lean, I'm off beans, yeah popping seals Yeah I'm a dog for real Yeah I'm beating up the block bumping Lauryn Hill She want me to kill She fell in love with me, I fell in love with lean Smoking on that Yoda In that Toyota I just rolled up in traffic, what's the hold up Gotta check my shoulder Imma be their koda Syrup in my soda Diamonds on crayola Pack from Loyola I'm with my slimes, with my cobras Neck on Minnesota Wrist North Dakota I need my cheese, my ricotta Everywhere they know us Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
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