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Cool Like That
goosebumps pop up when I do it how I does it
i sip the vodka till my body tells me that i'm buzzin'
your girl wants to smash but i know that she is buggin'
and she's ugly so i front and tell her that we're third cousins
i'm rugged with the fluid and i keep the shit movin'
like a shark in the water no sleep for the new kid
truant to every class on time for every party
bill maher with the lingo everybody get retarded
and we hype now- SO JUST PIPE DOWN
and if you got a drink, take a sip right now
there's no stress now, and we are dressed down
so cut the music way up and get fresh now
music moves me, so i use it to just
boost my mood smoothly and keep from losin'
only l's that I take these days got weed n' em'
but no time so its few and far between with em'
believe in the substance still got style
like cymbalta commercials the truth gets piled
cramps, headaches-- and shit you might catch aids
but at least you have a mafuckin' smile on your face
i go hard with it, i get raw with it
ryan howard homeboy i go yard with it
I know yall with it, and on par with it
evolution of the effort we Darwinists
I'm no partridge kid, I'm just off of it
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throw a beat in front of me and i'm parsin'it
chop to bits the shit's ridiculous
a tip of the cap, to rap's four father's SHIT- i just
grab that jazzer tip my cup up-
life's on mute, tell it to shut up-
vision quests are what we la-huv-
because I'm cool like that, I act a fool like that
my p-cap stays straight when I move like that
i rep orange and black, but i still bleed green
kevin kobb this year for the MVP
they call me e- d- u- double b, L E
go peep my luggage won't see LV's
no gold G's and it might be a trash bag
carry on's are mashable so hit em' with a hash tag
hash browns and coff-e I'm awfully- Hungry
I need my breakfast, sex then I'll leave
off to the booth again, raise the fuckin'roof again
ugly girls tryna smash better have some roofalin'
truth is that I'm killin' it- lil' fishes I'm realin' in
head and shoulders over them I'm taller than the ceilin' is
ceiling fans, wheeling fans cut the deck and then deal again
fingers with the flanges drunk i'll prolly spill again
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