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Ali - Cool As Hell lyrics
(Chorus 2x) (Murphy Lee) Ay yo we hard-hittin always been cool as hell (Ali) I got them trees in my mirror so my car won't smell (Kyjuan) Sittin round the house gettin blowed watchin the tube (Nelly) Er-errything in my garage got on shoes (Murphy Lee) Ay yo I'm Murphy Lee the Beny Whipper I got the one wit the deez on it Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it 5'9" fresh off the sideline with high rise First Polo shine off the cover like a high time (Ali) It's like I wake up an' it's pourin' Ladies was on us like Sean John Rims, Timbs, and them Slims with the green I don't chill I mantain, sip the pain struggle bottle Chiefin', You know gettin head from a model (Kyjuan) I'm only gon' do what Kyjuan gon' do Let's paint the Cutty blue '72 lookin brand new on 20 inch shoes 7 inch greens big jeans I'm chiefin the green Feelin like +Andre and Big Boi+ +So Fresh, So clean+ (Nelly) I tell ya we gon make it happen while you look to the sky It's the N-E-smoke to-L's dont ask me-Y 4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by Paint like onions make a grown man cry (Chorus 2x) (Murphy Lee) Ay yo my money like a Black Man March Jeans Baggy and Starched Vokal Sweater matchin the leather In my third car not braggin I'm just workin and saggin and laughin That you haters that said it couldn't happen It's goin down-down, shit's official like referees It consits of Labade with more Bills than Bellamy You tellin me you're cooler than me cooler than me Dirty Murphy Lee negative a hundred degrees (Ali) Foot on the Prowler you bail Most of my heros don't appear on no stem They came on the hemp and tryna put a clamp on this rap game Baby girl where you goin whats happenin You hop game picture perfect platinum frame 2 seater black seniorita face and flame I'm in the G-shop khaki shorts, K-swiss College Boy, in the winter rock courdordary (Kyjuan) Interior so cocaine white I get popped from fiends Three Fosgate 12's never pull up quiet like Mr. Bean Know what I mean, Tic's on the team, post it up like Kareem And got to put my hand on my chin to floss my rings Ain't no K-weezy, has to cock like ada-beezy, spin be easy Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason And Gran call me Chris and Jason (Nelly) You see that '88 SS Monte Carlo Power locks and doors got to watch the road Got a hundred forty four spoke down in the block hoes Down the top goes I live a cost and pose Cocked and 4 doors keep me costin hoes Costin shows in my pockets costs is swole Leavin Mosac in the club and in the hospital Obstacles, jumpin over like starter fo gold You know we... (Chorus 2x) (Murphy Lee) It's like a movie especially when I move the E-S Three-twenty with the espio ki's Young Dude doin 90 and sported by police We bread paint leather ravioli (Ali) Banana Republic the public gon love it Still it downloadin and dubbin boo leggin is rugged Wag it and dirty I'm with my dirty in the Bentley Allah sent me to save souls don't tempt me I'm simply... (Cool as hell) (Kyjuan) On the playstation got the room smellin amazin What we blaze in purple haze taste and time wastin Take cats out the hood, I take em' on a vacation City to city, wake up with somethin pretty wit tig ol' bitties (Nelly) That nigga named Nel be cold as hell Straight out the muthafuckin' STL Chronic smoke inhale then exhale Donuts an fishtails in the black CL Cuz we... (Chorus 2x) (Nelly) WOOOOO! Er-errything in my garage got on shoes |
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