As I walk through the corridors of my dildo shop I take a look at my cock and realize its fallen off ''cause I been suckin' and fuckin' so long That even
for love Cruisin' is made for us Sunday afternoons in the tape deck My woman's on the right lookin' bomb for this trek deck Floatin' on the freeway at a cool
It's all the way live It's all the way live It's all the way live It's all the way live If you wanna party Come on in and party hearty When the people
I take a look thru the window and all I see is pain Burnin' on my brain like some weird type of acid rain Or a virus, it's something that I can't explain
ass nigga Straight up out the gutter Have her stealin' from her daddy and her mother Sellin' rocks to the scandalous ass clockers Ready to meet my snaps, yeah I'm cool
Come on, y'all, let's take a ride Don't you say shit, just get inside It's time to take your ass on another kind of trip 'Cause you can't have the hop
[Verse 1 - Coolio] Get your back, call tomorrow, life is borrowed all your tears in sorrow and bring it back and that's a fact where would you be at,
You can be Blood, or you can see Cryppin' fool But I ain't trippin' My homie Snoop kicks the dinner juice and that's alright, But a-Coolio with the flow
Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes equipped to wreck Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap, the diction is on point Causin' friction
I got one mo switch, I can hit I got one mo bullet in my clip I got one mo drink, I can steal I got one mo sack, I can twist I wear a 'S' on my chest
Your album is weak, and so is your video Or should I say wackeo Your girl is a tacky hoe Go back to slangin rocks and leave rappin to Coolio It'
We meet every single day at the same old place At the same old time, with the same state of mind Me and her together but we know it ain't forever We just
' bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face I get love, but when push come to shove I'm postin' solo, diggin' me out the ditch Hey, hey, Cool
Now I've seen places and faces And things you ain't never thought about thinking If you ain't peek then you must be drinking and smokin' Pretending not
You know what I'm talkin' bout My nigga coolio out there doing real big We Blowin On Some Of That Shyt Oh yeah Compton and Long Beach together You know we in trouble [Coolio
Let's do it, get to it Let's do it, get to it Let's do it, get to it Let's do it Another Saturday night and I'm feelin' kinda slothy I'm down with the
i like girls you like the good i like the bad ones freaky and the mad ones sexy and the bad ones girls i like any colour flavour choclate vanilla
We breakin' up Monday and Tuesday We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday She shake it up Friday and Saturday I beat it up all day on Sunday It was on the