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coool like dat - b-movie millionaires lyrics

[verse 1 * black josh]

on top of the world getting brains off your mother earth (that’s right!)

you love life but i f*cked it first

on my death bed, i’m agitated not able to rest yet
sat daydreaming with some ket heads, n*gga!
i’m sweg like spooderman, first on the podium
handling b*tches like a custodian
i do it for the kids at nickelodeon that don’t follow the laws of their draconian
i’m back on road again and guys are still begging it like homeless men
with little man syndrome more complex than napoleons
i’m xl, microsoft i will excel. nicotine all i exhale
got my fingers going yellow like jaundice disease
i’m rolling a rolly whilst talking to trees, i greeted em with a hug before sparking the leaves
i was trying my best to tarnish the scene, it must be working cause they think i’m one of the hardest mc’s
(yo, yo, yo!)

i’m captain cook i got the recipes, for audio amphetamine

got you so high that you’ll never land, like stoners in the netherlands
who think they know all about weed because they went to ‘dam for three days
i’m on the biggest council estate in europe, doing solvents
having foursomes, with me, myself and the olsens
i’m so motherf*cking important, i got offered the nike deal before jordan
goo*goo*gagga got (?) in my baby bottle
coo*coo*crazy my dna on your ladies tonsils
gucci beer goggles, smoking marian, mary, madeline
singing gospel in the brothel

[chorus * black josh & lee scott]
no ones to blame but it ain’t my fault, no ones to blame but it ain’t my fault
i’m just coool like dat! i’m coool like dat
i’m just coool like dat! i’m coool like dat
no ones to blame but it ain’t my fault, no ones to blame but it ain’t my fault
i’m just coool like dat! i’m coool like dat
i’m just coool like dat! i’m coool like dat

[verse 2 * lee scott]
ellesse sweatband, richie tenenbaum sweg, rolling out of h*ll with a severed h*rned head
not even out of breath, i rep blah to death. your ma’ offered me breakfast in bed, i said naaa and left laaa
to p*wn me olympic medal for the lawyers fee, like there’s not much in life you can enjoy for free
this is the last time the world toys with me, walk away and chong a regal ciggy like royalty
i make the people rise as i enter, i’m sentimental minus the senti
let’s make this all about me, if that’s okay with you? this is something i was made to do
(i’ve been selling drugs) since the age of two, me favourite colour is suffocation blue
i lace me brew, then raise me multi grade days in health
i take the micky like i date raped meself
i’m off me head like mark berry, the second greatest in the world after r*kelly
i make paper then spend it all on drugs and clothes
then bust a pose, f*cking hoes like double*0’s
with no soul, pouring henny in a whales blow hole hoe
ya’ say you don’t know but you do though, don’t you though though
i k!ll you off like a do*do
i’m sl!ck rick james brown, i’ll level with you on me way down

- b movie millionaires lyrics

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