Lyrics:
Don't look at me wrong, this that turnt shit ('cause I might do it)
I'm so with the shit, a half a ticket on me right now (talkin' 'bout right now)
AP
until we found we were
assisting at an unexpected borning
'twas the birth of the Cool
So now I can tell you why I'm always
Trying to tell you,
ought to be you
(Every Will Shakespeare line ought to be you)
You are so enticing, I'm starting to shake
(You are just the icing to put on my cake)
fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never
your eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say
her stealin' from her daddy and her mother
Sellin' rocks to the scandalous ass clockers
Ready to meet my snaps, yeah I'm cool like that
and I
We so cool we so cool
We so cool we so cool
We so we so we so cool
We so cool we so cool
We so cool we so cool
We so cool we so cool
We so we so we
on my AP, mmm
You got the one with the glass
Counting them hundreds, yeah
Counting so much that I only count half
400 green all in my safe, ooh
300
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
'cause I'm through
Call me a liar, you knew
You were a fool, but that's cool, it's all right
Call me the Devil, it's true
Some can't accept but I
on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style
love just come and get it
1-2-3-4 com on baby say you love my
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
So no matter what
"Bye, Mom, Bye, Spot, see you later"
1 Block, 2 Blocks, 3
My mom's still wavin' at me 4, 5, 6
The kids are all startin' to mix 7, 8, 9
I'm tryin'
the boys' room coolin' by the locker
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him
Had the fresh
just want somebody by your side to help smooth that thang out
You know what I'm talking bout?
And, at this point
I mean I am not being picky
She
people behind me and I don't have verizon
Man I'm chillin with my niggas nigga
And a couple cool bitches
What the fuck u doin? Bullshitttin
Me and my
people behind me and I don't have verizon
Man I'm chillin with my niggas nigga
And a couple cool bitches
What the fuck u doin? Bullshitttin
Me and my
Jumpin' up and down
Stay cool, fool
Just take it easy
That's the rule, fool
The evenin' hasn't even started yet
So, my pet
Control yourself, control
gettin' by
Wouldn't even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use
There's new rules, it's cool if
love their menu
And everything free, so everyone cool
Look out any window, it's an incredible view
Everyone you speak to always tellin' you the truth
Been working so hard
I'm punching my card
Eight hours for what?
Oh, tell me what I got
I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down
blad
I'm mad cause they said I wasn't bad
No recognition cause they said I'm from the ghetto
Carryin' nine millimeters and stiletto's
I guess I need
She's got her new jeans on
Lookin' so right, it's wrong
Mm, everybody stares as she walks on by
See those double takes
Hear those slammin' brakes
tellin' me don't run the streets
So tell me am I wrong?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in the mornin', by sunrise I'll be gone
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