| I’m blacked out from my new clothes to my skin tone
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| High brow from my eyebrows to my iPhone
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| Broke off, I’m the tomcat in the bar
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| With two blondes and the door slightly ajar
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| We on a high roll, betting on red six
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| Kissing chubby women, no ass and fake tits
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| My ex girl told me I’m wack and ain’t shit
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| So I pooed in her food, guess she ate shit
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| Rule number one, never be number two
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| I’mma make money, player, boy what’re you?
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| Got 37 girls all coming through
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| Me and Bryce Vine on the track, they on trouble, whoo
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| I make my own wave and I surf it
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| I look real nice on the surface
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| But if you’re playing with my commas
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| I know goons uptown that can come with the drama
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| You need to cool off
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| Talking all that shit you need to cool off
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| It’s getting hot in here, you need to cool off
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| For real though, I ain’t in the mood, dog
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| So you need to — cool, cool off
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| Talking all that shit you need to cool off
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| It’s getting hot in here, you need to cool off
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| For real though, I ain’t in the mood, dog
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| Yeah, me and Zachary down for town hoes
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| Down for down women who loud and lack clothes
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| Pound for pound chickens I’m crowned the best nigga in town
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| My mama say I’m making her proud
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| I’m a one-hit wonder
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| I hit it once and you wonder where I went
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| And if the pot gets cold before I get home
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| It’s on you to pay my rent
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| I can see our peers getting jealous
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| Out here on the road getting money with my fellas
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| Yeah, we hear you talking, we don’t care what you tell us
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| Got your girl right here, trying to show us her melons
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| Like, eh, that’s an every night occasion
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| Drop one hit and we got everybody waiting
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| House in the hills, got the girls half naked
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| Take a pic so I can show my mama I made it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cool Off , by - Zak Downtown. Song from the album Do Your Own Thing!, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп