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letra de kool with it - kooley high

[intro: rapsody]
yo, yo, yo, yo
it’s k-high

[chorus: rapsody]
i’m so cool with it (i’m so cool with it)
i’m so cool with it (i’m so cool with it)
it’s what i do with it (what i do with it) that make me cool with it (make me cool with it)
i’m so k-o-o-l (you know it)
y’all better ask if y’all can’t tell (you better ask)
i’m so cool with it (i’m so cool with it)
i’m so cool with it (i’m so cool with it)
it’s what i do with it (what i do with it) that make me cool with it (make me cool with it)
i’m so k-o-o-l (you know it)
y’all better ask if y’all can’t tell (you better ask)

[verse 1: tab-one]
yeah, yo, yo, yo
k-double-o-l-e-y h-i-g-h
t-a-b make ’em say oh my (oh why)
that cat cooler than a cola in some cold ice
so nice, quicker than a cobra when the flow strike. no dice
thinking that you iller than the dealer
but i bet i make you shiver when i shuffle and deliver
put your cards down homie and i catch you on the river
full house, no doubt, make your power go out
icicles on my lines feel the breeze blow out
thinking i’m a sucker, brother what you know now?
kooley spit more rounds. my town to yo’ town
take that and break fast just like mo’ rounds
let them know it’s some chillest here to k!ll us
steadily handling our business and the world gon witness
got ’em tripping on my lyrics while i’m sipping on the guiness
and they saying i’m a menace over foolery and dennis, ho!

[verse 2: rapsody]
yo, yo, yo, yo
i’m so cool baby
like a new mercedes
but i ain’t got mercedes
still [??]
like a baby naked
i am chilling cool
over tom’s beats, yeah that boy a fool
when i make my move, it has a little pimp
i like to pepper that, like a peppermint
in the fish’s market, i am ice and shrimp
in the summer time, know where the winter went
it went to back pocket, miss margaret
my momma she said we be knocking
and that’s cool like klondike bars
refrigerate me like mol-sses jars
you cool like without your jewels
make them step to you slow like entering pools
sh-t, i am and so is the crew
k-double-o-l oo-oo!

[verse 3: charlie smarts]
well, my hair is nappy as fu-schnickens
rap got my head big like stew griffin’s
i’m trying to get more cash flows
orlando like rashard lewis is
without new clothes or new britches
i get no play up at stool pigeons
i’m dealing with problems but who isn’t
then i see them ride by in a coupe (chickens)
do they know that i flow like pool liquid
in a few minutes they be cool with it, eh
charlie had a little swag
his hair is black as coal (right)
and everywhere that charlie went
that swag was sure to go
listen to me, ey!, from head to sneakers, yes indeed
can’t get to me, never because

- kooley high

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