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letra de sweet - keyah/blu

[verse 1]
you know that i’m not trying to leave but i’ma go now
i got my jacket on, i’m picking up the phone now
to tell my daddy i’ll be checking in for dinner
when the trees bloom and i regulate my dome
but for now i can’t be home, uh
i- i guess that’s how it goes now
written into me a level-headed showdown
no more sympathy for hedonistic hoes now
got no designer clothes, you know that’s how it goes

[pre-chorus]
cool and collected ’til the end of the day
getting better at it, what can i say?
you take it in and then you breathe it away
cool and collected baby, what can i say?

[chorus]
my baby keeps it cool
my baby keeps it chill
my baby keeps it ice
my baby keeps it real
my baby keep it cool
my baby keep it chill
my baby keep it ice
my baby keep it real, real
my baby keep it cool
my baby keeps it real, real sweet
very peak how you do it like that
my baby keeps it icy
my baby keeps it real, real sweet
very peak how you do it like that

[verse 2]
i got cavities on my mind
i underbrush it squeaky clean all the time
i told him don’t need to rush for when the frequency climbs
he said that he can feel the heat when he rhymes
it’s deeper this time
i dilly-dally on him
eyes low ride flows live shows with [?]
on this high-low i got happy problems
where can i go? maybe [?]
nah, ’cause i’m not trying to go yard
boy i’m ind it a bit mad that you’re so
icky, sticky sweet to my heart
oh honey honey you could tear me apart

[pre-chorus]
but i’m cool and collected ’til the end of the day
i’m getting better at it, what can i say?
you take it in and then you breathe it away
cool and collected baby, what can i say?

[chorus]
my baby keeps it cool
my baby keeps it chill
cool and collected ’til the end of the day
i’m getting better at it, what can i say? could i say, eh?
my baby keeps it ice
my baby keeps it real
my baby keep it cool
my baby keep it chill
my baby keep it
my baby keep it real
my baby keep it cool
i’m getting- by the end of the day
i call my- i ain’t- i didn’t- i’m not coming to play
my baby keeps it real, real sweet
very peak how you do it like that
you take it in and take it out
boy you give me away
but baby what can i say

- keyahblu

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