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kid cudi - mr. coola lyrics
[intro: dj drama & kid cudi]
yeah
you know (yeah, yeah)
i’m cool when it’s just me all by myself
i’m cool when i’m front of thirty thousand people (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m cool when i’m with my chick (yeah)
i’m even cooler when i’m with your chick (yeah)
hahaha, cudi
[verse 1]
catch ’em coastin’ (yeah)
and i’m roastin’ (uh)
p_ssy n_ggas lurkin’ on the low, please don’t approach him
i’m givin’ mr. wayne while in all black, i’m sippin’ potion (yeah)
you think i f_ckin’ lost it, man i really hate the notion (p_ssy)
i keep it light, mr. coola, do it right, now come on, n_gga
cannot see me_me_me_me_me
what them f_ckers thinking? (f_cker)
into the night, i’m geeking
n_ggas keep takin’ my lighters, man
right back out on the streets with thе freaks
and the drinks, and the pills, and thе thrills, d_mn
[pre_chorus]
woo, woo (b_tch, yeah)
it’s the essence (uh_huh)
coolin’ when i’m out
got to mixin’, i’m mixin’, sick with it, diamonds in my mouth
uh_huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, uh_huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
bounce, b_tch, let you grab my wish
f_ck it, man, i’m rich
don’t forget, godly on my mama, watch me flex my sh_t
huh, f_cker, huh, f_cker
mr. coola out the fridge
baby, be my ace, dry my tank
[verse 2]
man, i bought his b_tch, hustlin’ every week (grindin’)
do so much, i’m like a freak, you wonder how i sleep, sleep
while i’m walkin’ to my drippy beat, mosh pit over the seats
told that girl, don’t focus on my dough, but love her company (yeah, baby)
oh, no, tequila in me
who gon’ double with your n_gga? all the liquor on me, man
(yeah_yeah, yeah_yeah)
baby girl say, “run it back” (back)
i’m drinkin’ it, smokin’, n_gga, i’m potent
all of ’em with me smokin’, suckin’ me (yeah)
she pop, she lovin’ me, uh (yeah)
[pre_chorus]
it’s the essence (uh_huh)
coolin’ when i’m out
got to mixin’, i’m mixin’, sick with it, diamonds in my mouth
uh_huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, yeah, uh_huh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
bounce, b_tch, let you grab my wish
f_ck it, man, i’m rich
don’t forget, godly on my mama, watch me flex my sh_t
huh, f_cker, huh, f_cker
mr. coola out the fridge
baby, be my ace, dry my tank
[outro]
huh, huh (yeah)
huh (yeah, yeah)
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