-O-O-L....what that spell Chorus COOL....ain't no one cool like me (don't think you can be) COOL....Ain't no one cool like we (we cool like family) COOL
C-O-O-L....what that spell Chorus COOL....ain't no one cool like me (don't think you can be) COOL....Ain't no one cool like we (we cool like family) COOL
clones And they all malpractice, arrested and send 'em to the gallows My trues brought a style that's unfound And you can feel it naturally but we ain
no they don't do it like me (x2) You call it money, I call it a piece of paper You think I'm a human being, Nah man I'm a freak of nature Skepta I got
Ah yea Whole world MCs Whose slick? We lounge stay phat notice our G limp A natural flair with our fresh ass hair Style baggy out clouts slick Creamy
dumped the all counted 7 but it was 8 Straight gone point the barrel at teh flow and let it go (Fuck, shit, wooow, ah, ah, ah, it's cool, I just shot
bag Gatta dub on my wrist, dime on my neck 18 with 7 figures won't 'chu top that Nigga never that, try all you want, it ain't gon' happen It takes 7 plus 7
up dudes talkin bout hoes, boastin I was just a Juvenile movin in Slow Motion I dropped outta school to be a dude with mad jewelry Once I got it shit wasn't even cool
holds it, and fondles it, and he put it right near his privates . . . Aynsley: But that's cool, still Guy From Alabama: That's cool, yeah. Aynsley: That's cool
why I take through the sky on a natural high Cause I'm fly-ly-ly-ly-ly, ly ly ly ly I'm sing-ing-ing-ing in the rain ain ain (repeat 7x) Ah ah ah ah
fall the fuck up But ready to pull out, and back 'em all the fuck out And my guardian angel, is always there to protect And my supreme nature, keeps
't love you hoes like Snoop But like H-Town I wanna knock some boots (Why?) Just a fool like that (Why you so laid back?) I'm just cool like that Game
that?s goin bring the things that bling bling to a king Green what do you mean Hutch does dreezy like afro sheen Get down with another broad if that?s yo thing Its natural
even thiddink I gotta churrda lurrda girls like Shabba Riddanks Guaranteed to be there just like Fed Ex We write our own rhymes kid you can check the credits me and Nature
I was just a Juvenile, moving in Slow Motion I dropped out of school to be a dude with mad jewellery Once I got it, shit wasn?t even cool to me I dreamt
?s goin bring the things that bling bling to a king Green what do you mean Hutch does dreezy like afro sheen Get down with another broad if that?s yo thing Its natural
on some loot, sir If it ain't scratch it ain't shit, how 'bout you, sir? Yeah that's the truth, brah Say I'm a natural, call me 7-11 Playboy, it's factual
and they all malpractice, arrested, and send 'em to the gallows! My trues brought a style that's unfound and you can feel it naturally. But we ain't no
