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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Coolie High got you wide
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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Coolie High keeps you wide
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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Coolie got you wide
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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Verse One:
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Its rainin alizay
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Im floatin through the Holland tunnel swervin
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Im diggin on the Sheeba
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Pullin Sheeba she be splergin
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We lurkin with the coon
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Cuz we be murkin from the boogie
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And shittin on the crowds
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Cuz they jive fakin woody
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Yeah..
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Tre shots of life for all night you dig it
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Camp-ah hotta pinata
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Too big quiver get hipper
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Spillin coffee inside my automo' Aldo
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Crackin satin and leather
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What's happenin bullet convincer
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Cash straight outta comic..
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Books catchin the flurry
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Keep your eye on the Lo
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Where Mr....
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Cuz we comin wit hammers and drivers
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With the buddahs and rugars
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And shot cruisers and rovers
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Diamond crooks.. takin it over
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With razors and cutters
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With the sugar and butters
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Pimp the seasons in leathers
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We live for Coolie High treasures
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And..
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Check the queen bee Lady Ree diggin Grace
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Check the place 3 o clock shat no we aint
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Fred and Cot bring it in the paint no such thing
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Blasts of dynamite sing my superfly to the..
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Cleopatra in the casino with gold sugar
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Dig my harlequinn
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And drench you with my diner garments
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From Beva to Bevro in the Montaro slidin to Dero
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With bottles of Asti Spumanti to tranquilize my heaven
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Count seven we gettin explicit shootin sugar to the shorties
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Luchini to spare let me see you
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Its losin the air
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Word life
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Chorus:
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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Coolie High got you wide
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(repeat 3X)
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You need to come inside and check Lo
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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
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Verse Two:
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Lo keeps the party live
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The 80 proof is leakin got me screachin
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Jersey Drive
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We screamin cuz we caliber is bring it
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Im layin in the purple rain until I see some action
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We movin motionless.. continuos and thats happenin
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We got the bubbly pourin through me and Cleopatra's casino
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See back in Coolie High Jack and Jitterbugs and
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Dolemite's outta site Anti-hatahs cats in the city
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On the money takin the tri-state under sore savant
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Billy Holidayin' the Foxy Browns with my Harlequinns
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Penny he repellin reflected crystals is Hollywood
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Dont pull the stars
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Cuz we lickin Cuban cigars.. and sippin Moe
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Playin the jigga cotton
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The figgas on the Lo and Lo
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Blessin the dimes
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Keepin my Camp is on the higher flow
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Livin the crimes hittin them slide
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For the c-note
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Yo..
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President city
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Pourin right on the JJs and Sautee
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Cab Callowayin the last of the finest Shot Sirus
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Christ is comin lower
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with Jiggas less to zero that
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Sex the Lo
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Dice the Lo
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Ill tell you what
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On the night vision decision underneath the silver moon
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Boy from company C A day sugar love
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Chief be for stonin
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Robbin chero be for midnight
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The safety's off the toaster
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And my shadow's by the moonlight
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Cuz Data's on the levels and the Lo is on the EQ
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My stamina is sugar
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And its love love forever yall
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Chorus
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Outro:
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