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A dusty organ keeps them company
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven missing keys
Our dusty organs keep us company

Holed up with the rookies who
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wir sind keine Rookies, wir sind Pros (yeah, yeah)
Mein Herz hat mir gesagt, es wird groß (yeah, yeah)
Wir sind keine Homies, wir
A dusty organ keeps them company
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven missing keys
Our dusty organs keep us company

Holed up with the rookies who
a crew full of rookies
It's gonna be a helluva blow
Desdemona's building a rocket ship , and I've got to go 

A woman on a mission, quite familiar with
on the honky tonk front lines
We're loaded up with country music, we ain't afraid to use it
Even if we have to play all night
Well, we ain't no rookies; it's
me and these soldiers pack pistols
And wear bulletproof vests
And to you rookies talkin shit, and fuckin wit no limit
Now y'all niggaz can start,
hear he's got good stuff.

Well actually I think the main problem is eh the rookies, 
The rookies have just not be coming through. 
They haven't been
in the woods
See, I ain't stressin' you rookies like I should
I'm just sayin', ain't no place for no rookies in my hood
And-

We comin' from
biggest hold the cookie jar
Let us separate the hustlers from the rookies y'all
I knew enough Spanish not to get jerked when I want work
Plus plus, plus
talk about it
Just be about it
Y'all pwussy (pwussy)
Everything y'all on now I been did that y'all niggas rookies (Fucking rookies)
Half these niggas
Watch out
The rookies coming
Look out
He's got your number
Watch out
He knows you name
Look out
He's gonna kill you
Watch out
The rookies
Hella rookies tryna move on job
If I get that drop, that's a next man dropped
Alla dat lip but you ain't on piss
Chat dem ah chat, gun dem ah kiss
the money
And I really, really love the honeys
But the thing I really love
Is to get down with the band

Oh boy
Ain't no rookies on this record
I say
a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em 
I'm the best takin' out all rookies 
So forget Oreos eat Cool J cookies 

I'm bad 
(Cool J) 
(Cool J) 
(Cool J)
return the devils fire
I'm raised different, reactin' situations
Niggas lay stiff and, rookies blame it on the age difference
My subliminal flows create
And he won't stop and he don't stop
Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gang bang
And rookies ain't the only ones that drop
Some say
can't escape 
'Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape 
I want beef, so bring on the rookies 
I got more than just Cool J cookies
dick sucked fast

I like to play with them rookies

I like to fuck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pussy
I'm the number-one stunna - you don't
the money
And I really, really love the honeys
But the thing I really love
Is to get down with the band

Oh boy
Ain't no rookies on this record
I say
a battle and the ref won't cheat 'em 
I'm the best takin' out all rookies 
So forget Oreos eat Cool J cookies 

I'm bad 
(Cool J) 
(Cool J) 
(Cool J)
don't stop
Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gang bang
And rookies ain't the only ones that drop
Some say the little locs are getting
rookies on this record. 
I say my name is 
be	-O-see-E-P-H-you-S 
OH YEAH!
rookies got it confused
You thought you caught me slippin, I was falsely accused
Sleepin with my eyez wide shut, like Tom Cruise
They wishin
A bunch of frightened rookies were listening filled with awe.
They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law.
They stood there

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