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letra de cool me off - dubi

(intro – dubi)
yeah

(chorus – dubi)
dub on my jaw
i hit the plug
bruh hooked it up
i’m in the club
hot than a mug
i need a drink
somethin’ cool me off
oooff, yeah
cool me off, yeah
cool me off
i’m in the club
hot than a mug
i need a drink
somethin’ cool me off

(verse 1 – dubi)
yeah
i’m in the club
showin’ love (whattup my n-gga?)
but i’m in the tuck
came for the bro, he bout to cut it up (yeah)
he hit the stage, we ‘bout to rage (yeah)
aye, one time, yeah that’s why ya n-gga came
can’t wait to split (-skrt- -skrt-)
and roll the spliff (aye roll the spliff)
i need to quit, but d-mn them b-tches hit, yeah (d-mn them b-tches hit)
i need a trip, i need to write a hit (yeah)
a lot of sh-t, i need to write a list (aye)
ooouu
to lay back with a stack and a broad
on a plane to new york, with a dub on my jaw
oouu yeah
perspective, that’ll make you a boss
when you learn it’s a lesson (oh, oh, oh)
it ain’t never a loss (no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
i don’t care ‘bout the cost

(chorus – dubi & phranchize)
dub on my jaw (ooooohhhh…)
i hit the plug
bruh hooked it up
i’m in the club (aye)
hot than a mug (oh, i’m hot b-tch)
i need a drink
somethin’ cool me off (cool me off)
oooff (hey)
cool me off, yeah (yeah! oh!)
cool me off (yeah! yeah!)
i’m in the club
hot than a mug (than a mug!)
i need a drink
somethin’ cool me off (it’s hot as sh-t! oh!)

(verse 2 – official phranchize)
eyes low off the ch-nk, i feel like mr. miyagi
i’m sippin’ that sake
she ridin’ the stick and she doin’ it properly
i-i-if my dead homies was here, i know that they would be proud of me
i need me the house on the hill so i gotta get me some property
i’m laid back countin’ racks, i got my feet on the ottoman
i’m more real, i’m on full-tilt to that money like a pint of lean
know-know some cold shooters that’ll k!ll for me, ‘cuz there ain’t no “i” in team
they really think high of me
not really a sight to see
r-r-r-road runner, made it snow, that’s a cold summer
sh-t was hard like the cold tundra
desert eagle, let ‘em hold somethin’
you could tell ‘em that the load comin’
flip a pack to a whole p
qp to a whole key
n-ggas started with a whole onion
n-ggas playin’ with them sticks, lumberjack like paul bunyan
i was feelin’ like nip, had to start from a small hussle
one fall we all struggle, no juggs just all muscle
sacrifice or live all for nothin’
goin’ hard ‘cuz it’s all or nothin’
yeah

(verse 3 – faded breezie)
too-too hot like i’m fresh out the oven (hot)
since the moment i dropped i been buzzin’ (woo!)
i been performin’ in different countries
you ain’t even been out the city you come from
gettin r-rush money on the hush hush (gone!)
that everybody wanna touch, trust (-hah-)
but i’m mcduck
that’s big bucks on the hum bug (bah humbug)
somethin’ cool me off
see i caught fire before
was ridin’ my own
but somethin’ threw me off (i’m back!)
i got to findin’ my zone
now i’m in control
now i be too involved (for real)
see i done grew up, i evolved
i-i-i-i-i had to rise up for the call
in the jungle, lion roar and all (woo! woo! woo!) (-lion’s roar-)
i was born on a sunny noon in fall
mama said i was a handful from the start
and i got a couple hands you wanna brawl
f-ck around and get a dub on ya jaw
i ain’t dealing with the randoms anymore
lemme write another anthem for the cause
get the club all hot than a mug
imma need a lil somethin’ cool me off (yeah)
double cup with a couple cubes (two)
goin’ up, louie comin’ through (woo!)
never find me with another crew
every time we give ‘em somethin’ new
aww yeah (oh yeah, oh yeah, okay!)
catch ‘em callin’ me the chosen one (what?!)
i just hit ‘em with a shoulder shrug (coolin’)
i be chillin’, coolin’ in the cut
posted up with a

(hook – dubi & faded breezie)
dub on my jaw (that’s right)
i hit the plug
bruh hooked up
im in the club (sheesh)
hot than a mug
i need a drink
somethin cool me off (cool me off, aye)
oooff
cool me off (cool me off)
cool me off (it’s too hot)
i’m in the club
hot than a mug (aye)
i need a drink
somethin’ cool me off

(outro – faded breezie)
yo pass the louie
no caps
no caps on any of my bottles
we ain’t takin’ this sh-t home
we finishin’ the whole sh-t, right here
right here at the table

- dubi

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