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cool j - roy woods lyrics

[intro]
i was keyed when i came here, it’s not gon’ be my f*ckin’ play (ayy)
ah, what i tell you? what i tell you? what i tell you?
always how it is (i’m sayin’), ayy, kbeazy, you fired up

[chorus]
i been goin’ everywhere he can’t go (can’t go, n*gga)
cool j, n*gga, with the kangol
i been hittin’ p*ssy from an angle (oh yeah)
feel like peso peso with these pesos, ahh (peso, peso, peso, peso)

[verse 1]
crodie brought the k, these n*ggas scared off (cronem)
i’ma mash up the p*ssy like potatoes (mash it up)
and the feds ain’t on ’em ’cause they paid off, yeah (paid)
call that n*gga joe, he a traitor (uh*huh)
got his b*tch up in my bed and she laid up, yeah (uh*huh)
had to switch to la like the oakland raiders (yeah, i switch it up)
call a rasta from jamaica let him air it out (rasta mon, rasta mon)
i ain’t into hearing stories that they made up (nah, nah, n*gga)
money coming in the mail without a pay stub (money coming in)
there’s college b*tches in the party like the sugar bowl
her mama’s getting f*cked up like it’s the super bowl (she a milf)
these diamonds dancing on my neck, i got the winner’s gold (d*mn, d*mn)

[refrain]
we ain’t talking paper when we talking magazines
rock star status but not no adam levine
rolling like some tires when i’m rolling off a bean
pops was a hustler, i got hustle in my genes

[verse 2]
i was riding dirty but the feds thought i was clean (i was clean)
i was making money, breaking bread off for my team (making money)
we was going places that you n*ggas never been (yeah)
we was doing things that these n*ggas never seen (yeah, yeah)
paid it one time, over a hunnid and ten (paid it one time)
pay me one time, b*tch, you owe me a percent (pay me one time)
young n*gga hustle since 2010
bubbly, hennessy, tequila, keep the gin, uh
b*tches and n*ggas playing games they don’t want to win
if i call up k, then you know we get it in (if i call up k, yeah)
so much smoke in the room i’ma need some oxygen
there’s a ghost in the room, you just didn’t know who it is
watch how a n*gga whip the money to a benz
watch how lil’ shorty do my brother for the rent
and she 36, she ain’t even finessing for her kids
leaving trinidad, tryna swing through with ’bout 36

[refrain]
we ain’t talking paper when we talking magazines
rock star status but not no adam levine
rolling like some tires when i’m rolling off a bean
pops was a hustler, i got hustle in my genes

[chorus]
i been goin’ everywhere he can’t go (can’t go, n*gga)
cool j, n*gga, with the kangol
i been hittin’ p*ssy from an angle (yeah, i hit it up)
feel like peso peso with these pesos (peso, peso, peso, peso)

[bridge]
i was riding dirty but the feds said i was clean
i was making money, breaking bread off for my team (yeah)
we was going places that you n*ggas never been (brr)
we was doing things that these n*ggas never seen (yeah, yeah, yeah, brr)
know what i’m sayin’? (know what i’m sayin’?)
south side (south side), south side (south side), ooh
shout out my n*gga’s side hustle one time, man (brr, brr)
it don’t get no realer than this, you know what i’m sayin’?
three thirty*three, utu sh*t, you know what i’m sayin’, north gang, ahh

[verse 3]
we was juggin, never did no one dirty for the cream (yup, yup)
couple of them choppers came straight from the middle east (uh)
gucci on my body, b*tch, you know i’m double g (oh)
bought a little sprizzy, i dirtied up the lean (ha)
bought his first strizzy, couldn’t wait to intervene
i don’t buy p*ssy, that ain’t never been in me (yeah, yeah)
how i get myself in places i don’t wanna be? (how? how? how?)
think you want this life? try a year of bein’ me (yeah)
perkies and the x work together like a team (oh)
if you double up the x, it gon’ be a p*rno scene (oh)
b*tch, i feel like dmx, all the rough riders with me
if lil’ shawty get me vexed, we gon kick her out her dreams (lil’ b*tch, ha)

[outro]
we ain’t talking paper when we talking magazines (magazines)
rock star status but not no adam levine (yeah, yeah)
rolling like some tires when i’m rolling off a bean (oh)
pops was a hustler, i got hustle in my genes (in my genes)

- roy woods lyrics

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