Lyrics:
Even comply
Noooo
I was too cool to play the cool role
I'm getting back for all my ppl that Was fighting through they evils
Float on competition like
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
Nine, four, eight, one
B day
Mission one, I'm-a put this on
When he see me in this dress, I'm-a get me some, hey
Mission two: gotta make that
Ill Make You See What I See
And Hopefully You'll Fall 4 Me
The Way That I Fell 4 You
By Doing All The Little Things That You Do
One Of These Days You'll
(Talkin' to you)
Keep on winnin', I'm not scared to lose (Scared to lose)
I see they all gon' talk and assume (And assume)
It ain't nun I'm playin' it cool
Tomorrow is a new day
So let's forget what happened yesterday
And its fun how people change
As the days go by its not the same
Ohh it's like I don't
lookin like a novice to me
Now quit talkin to me
Can I vet? All you niggas
Sound retarded to me
Killin these niggas, I'm a general nigga
Turn yo head
of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like
platinum, seen it on them tarots before
So I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
'Cause didn't ya know by now, I
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
your all"
I don't do small talk
I do pounds and kilos, ounces; I don't do small talk
And they wanna put me in their system, you can't put me in four
'm wanting
Baby cool my stress no long ting
Ah ah, 2-4/7 I be reminiscing
All the times wey you tell me you be my Missus
Now I'm, fucked up in my feelings
I be
were next,
That air bubble, that mesh
The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, in school
I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
My
and my brother a nine
Business is booming everyhing is cool
I pull about a g a week, fuck school
A year passed by and I began to grow
Not in height but
corscious nigga never get framed
The beat I'm stepping on is all in my veins
Go by low key but I'm king in the game
Use my mind as a weapon
Leave my hands
Yeah
Ayyeeayyeaye
Ayyyyeee
It's fine, we cool, cool
I got hella bitties in the coupe
Bih bye, we through, through, yeah
My chain hang all my women
the street
And they clapping and they speak
All the business they wish to whisper it
But they know I'm the king of the cool jerks
Cool jerk, cool jerk,
the street
And they clapping and they speak
All the business they wish to whisper it
But they know I'm the king of the cool jerks
Cool jerk, cool jerk,
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is seven pounds of pressure for it to blow
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is
featuring Rappin 4-Tay
Too Short:
Say hoe
yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that
walk on the beach
We on the Yacht sippin'
Wock' on the weekend
Know I do like four M's for a meeting
We by the ocean, I might put my feet in
We having
intruder
All my life He is my leader
Leads me beside the water
Ma cup is running over
Even though I walk through the valley of death I fear no evil
For
of air
And the element of water
These are the four elements
Originally, this project was supposed to be one big ass project together
But, because I was
Discuss these all 4 one by kool savas Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In