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Cars The Cool Fool

from your junkie drawer (?) you fell onto the floor uh then got up up for more I remember the night uh you blew away you just couldn't wait you

life is a party Remember you was a kid, reminisce days of the innocence Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me the images Follow me, follow me, I'm the leader And when I park cars

E R Hustler Yo man you know what I'm sayin'? You got it goin' on my man, I like how it's goin' down You got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels Look

givin' my love to you You should be givin' me your love, too But you just keep on actin' just like a fool You know it ain't cool, it just ain't cool

with my hommies bar-b-q them wangs sip hennisy and coke see i don't fuck with drank hold out bill ski because that shit aint cool we just drunk a mad

Pop bottles, shake hands, Recognize, I'm the man, I tried to tell 'em but they won't understand, That Pimpin Aint EZ, I got money, I got cars, Still

eyed fool Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool Greed, hate, envy but cake will do Fuck tha game, don't let the game fuck you Follow the rules, stay cool

Uh yea fool and you cant do a thing about it bitches know the planes got it yea you want to live in a house don't want grass to grow your homeboys

Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens And you wanna grow up to be just like them, huh, Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpockets, peddlers even panhandlers You say: ?I'm cool