Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That's Cool, artist - Silkk The Shocker.
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
That's Cool |
Yo Silkk ask Trina can she wobble that thing… |
Where my niggas yo? |
Where my ladies yo? |
Who you know could give it to you until you fall out |
When you wake up — go by the mall out |
Hop on the plane sperm or nothing never thawed out |
Have her saying my name like Destiny’s Child |
Cause I go all out |
Speaking more sex than money so talk with your tongue out |
And sex unbelievable, plus the money never run out |
I’m a thug so I walk the street with my gun out |
Top up when the sun set, top down when the sun out |
Oh you want me, pushing up your number on the slick |
Try to make the scene when I was in front of the click |
How bout I pull the thongs off in the summer and shit |
Laughing at my joke when it wasn’t even funny and shit |
She need a t-mac ms shaq she think that I ball |
She know I’m a real nigga, plus she love that I’m tall |
Checks again when she missed the phone, thinking I called |
She wanna fall for me look, but she think I’m a dog |
Chorus: Silkk |
Need somebody with some doe |
That’s cool |
Who gon keep it on the low |
That’s cool |
Who gon do you right |
That’s cool |
You need a soulja in your life, that’s right |
Chorus: Trina |
You need a lover and a friend |
That’s cool |
Who got ya back to the end |
That’s tru |
Somebody that’s off the chain |
That’s cool |
Who could twurk that thang |
You wanna fuck that’s cool but you gotta be the greatest |
Take me the Prada, buy my the latest |
Charter the jet, fly me to Vegas |
The Baddest Bitch can’t nann ho fade this |
Paid bitch, in a gray six, made bitch |
Blinging about 10 karats in the bracelet |
Face it stick your tongue out I let you taste it |
And if you broke when you see me nigga don’t say shit |
Cause I’m looking for a nigga that’s filthy rich |
Yo name Silkk, that’s cool I’m a Silky bitch |
Lil Mama stay shining like cuts in ice |
Off glass make you bust three nuts in a night |
And when I put it on ya, I hope you can stand it |
I need a tune-up daddy is you the mechanic? |
Cause if you coming at me right with the real cash |
You can play with me all night like Dreamcast |
Chorus: Trina |
You need a lover and a friend |
That’s cool |
Who got ya back to the end |
That’s tru |
Somebody that’s off the chain |
That’s cool |
Who could twurk that thang |
Chorus: Silkk |
Need somebody with some doe |
That’s cool |
Who gon keep it on the low |
That’s cool |
Who gon do you right |
That’s cool |
You need a soulja in your life, that’s right |
Your friends wonder why the house you never leaving |
They knew wut you gettin in life now they wouldn’t leave the house |
Either |
See I’m a real ass chick I’m a stay by your side |
And when its time to ride for my man, I’m a ride |
Just be a down chick cause you ain’t gotta slave in fact — |
Not cook, clean or nothing cause I got maids for that |
Just treat me how you wanna be treated |
Cause if I suck it and fuck it you gon' beat it and eat it |
So I gots to put it on ya, have ya acting all silly |
Then try to convince yourself that you ain’t catching feelings |
I need a girl who bout it and know how to hit it |
You ain’t gotta scheme on the doe |
Cause if ya cards right, you gon get it |
Some chicks ain’t real though, (Some niggas’ll stunt) |
I know what a woman need, (I know what a nigga want) |
So keep it tight, and fuck the world |
And who ever end up with me, that’s one lucky girl |
Chorus: Silkk |
Need somebody with some doe |
That’s cool |
Who gon keep it on the low |
That’s cool |
Who gon do you right |
That’s cool |
You need a soulja in your life, that’s right |
Chorus: Trina |
You need a lover and a friend |
That’s cool |
Who got ya back to the end |
That’s tru |
Somebody that’s off the chain |
That’s cool |
Who could twurk that thang |
Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it |
Ha ha ha stick it |
Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it |
Ha ha ha stick it |
Shake it, shake it, pop it pop it |
Brake it, rake it nah, drop it drop it |
Twurk sumin, work sumin |
Keep it jumpin, but don’t hurt nothin |
North, South, East, West, shake it up |
No Limit… |