Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cool Off , by - Wale. Song from the album Folarin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Monster
Song language: English
Cool Off |
| Sometimes you gotta give a nigga a little bit of space you know |
| Gotta cool off you know |
| And all I’m saying is like, spoil me with your consistency |
| Always remain the same you and you won’t have to worry about a different me |
| Let’s get it |
| I ain’t your boyfriend, we got a understandin' |
| Titles for soap operas, why is you so dramatic |
| Why is you over-exaggerating with all the chatter |
| Slappin' me on my back, hoping that something happen |
| Give me a second or two, that’s why I ain’t messin' with you |
| Hangin' me on so you can holler domestic abuse |
| See it’s time that a nigga roll |
| Things have gone awry and you tryna change a nigga role |
| Never trust a bitch just tryna be a side bitch |
| They just fly enough to out-connive the prior one |
| And it be fine to just get high and let the time run |
| But all that bullshit cryin' got me tryna tell you I’m done |
| Just give me a second to cool off |
| If you respect me then take a second and cool off |
| Sit and reflect, these imperfections is with us all |
| Wrap up a blunt and we wrap it up when it’s — hol' up |
| Give me a second to cool off |
| If you respect me then take a second and cool off |
| Sit and reflect, these imperfections is with us all |
| Light up another and we discuss when it’s all gone |
| Oh baby |
| Keep it cool cuz I’mma lose it, you gon' lose on my love |
| Oh baby |
| Keep it cool cuz I’mma lose it, you gon' lose on my love |
| Nah this ain’t no deep shit, this ain’t no we shit |
| This is that honesty, that’s how it’s gotta be shit |
| Gotta say peace to you when you on that weak shit |
| I’m on that see you out in public and don’t speak shit |
| You ain’t my main joant, we got a understandin' |
| She catchin' feelings and now them feelings is hard to manage |
| She broke up with her man, threw me all in the middle |
| Let’s keep it real doe, you probably thinkin' I’d be your pillow |
| Thinkin' I’d be your shoulder, you tell me what’s on your temple |
| In turn you givin' me lip our bodies is inconsistent |
| So pardon my starin' but see your body is so prolific |
| A body magnificent make designer she worth expenses |
| And every woman over 20 want a perfect man |
| And 20 something women just want someone understand |
| But as you live and learn, and you love and lose |
| By 40 somethin' you lucky if someone give a damn |
| So we can just enjoy the company of one another |
| And I only answer the phone if it’s Warner Brothers |
| Rozay and some others, that mean it’s numbers comin' |
| See money talkin' that little box, end of discussion |