ALI

ALI - COOL AS HELL lyrics

(Chorus 2x)

(Murphy Lee)

Ay yo we hard-hittin always been cool as hell

(Ali)

I got them trees in my mirror so my car won't smell

(Kyjuan)

Sittin round the house gettin blowed watchin the tube

(Nelly)

Er-errything in my garage got on shoes

(Murphy Lee)

Ay yo I'm Murphy Lee the Beny Whipper

I got the one wit the deez on it

Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it

5'9" fresh off the sideline with high rise

First Polo shine off the cover like a high time

(Ali)

It's like I wake up an' it's pourin'

Ladies was on us like Sean John

Rims, Timbs, and them Slims with the green

I don't chill I mantain, sip the pain struggle bottle

Chiefin', You know gettin head from a model

(Kyjuan)

I'm only gon' do what Kyjuan gon' do

Let's paint the Cutty blue

'72 lookin brand new on 20 inch shoes

7 inch greens big jeans I'm chiefin the green

Feelin like +Andre and Big Boi+ +So Fresh, So clean+

(Nelly)

I tell ya we gon make it happen while you look to the sky

It's the N-E-smoke to-L's dont ask me-Y

4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by

Paint like onions make a grown man cry

(Chorus 2x)

(Murphy Lee)

Ay yo my money like a Black Man March

Jeans Baggy and Starched

Vokal Sweater matchin the leather

In my third car not braggin

I'm just workin and saggin and laughin

That you haters that said it couldn't happen

It's goin down-down, shit's official like referees

It consits of Labade with more Bills than Bellamy

You tellin me you're cooler than me cooler than me

Dirty Murphy Lee negative a hundred degrees

(Ali)

Foot on the Prowler you bail

Most of my heros don't appear on no stem

They came on the hemp and tryna put a clamp on this rap game

Baby girl where you goin whats happenin

You hop game picture perfect platinum frame

2 seater black seniorita face and flame

I'm in the G-shop khaki shorts, K-swiss

College Boy, in the winter rock courdordary

(Kyjuan)

Interior so cocaine white I get popped from fiends

Three Fosgate 12's never pull up quiet like Mr. Bean

Know what I mean, Tic's on the team, post it up like Kareem

And got to put my hand on my chin to floss my rings

Ain't no K-weezy, has to cock like ada-beezy, spin be easy

Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me

It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason

And Gran call me Chris and Jason

(Nelly)

You see that '88 SS Monte Carlo

Power locks and doors got to watch the road

Got a hundred forty four spoke down in the block hoes

Down the top goes I live a cost and pose

Cocked and 4 doors keep me costin hoes

Costin shows in my pockets costs is swole

Leavin Mosac in the club and in the hospital

Obstacles, jumpin over like starter fo gold

You know we...

(Chorus 2x)

(Murphy Lee)

It's like a movie especially when I move the E-S

Three-twenty with the espio ki's

Young Dude doin 90 and sported by police

We bread paint leather ravioli

(Ali)

Banana Republic the public gon love it

Still it downloadin and dubbin boo leggin is rugged

Wag it and dirty I'm with my dirty in the Bentley

Allah sent me to save souls don't tempt me I'm simply... (Cool as hell)

(Kyjuan)

On the playstation got the room smellin amazin

What we blaze in purple haze taste and time wastin

Take cats out the hood, I take em' on a vacation

City to city, wake up with somethin pretty wit tig ol' bitties

(Nelly)

That nigga named Nel be cold as hell

Straight out the muthafuckin' STL

Chronic smoke inhale then exhale

Donuts an fishtails in the black CL

Cuz we...

(Chorus 2x)

(Nelly)

WOOOOO!

Er-errything in my garage got on shoes

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