[Verse 1, Coolio, Malika:]
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I'm gettin bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face
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I give love
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But when push come to shove
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I'm 'posed to solo
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Diggin me out the ditch
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(Hey, hey, Cool, give me some chips, fool) Ain't that a bitch
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Ain't no cash just fallin out the sky
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You hella high
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But why why did she touch the tie?
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But I start on full wit a gangsta limp
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Morris couldn't see this pimp
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I'm backslappin gimps
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True, I'll be in the cut, but you notice me
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Try to throw with me
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Now you wanna roll with me, fate
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I'll lead you left instead of right
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Tonight's the night
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So, let's get the situation tight
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I hear 'em tryin to playa hate me on the under
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My momma said, "Never let a sucker take you asunder"
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Don't be gettin outta line where it concerns mine
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It might be your time, but it's my rhyme
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[Chorus, Coolio, Malika:]
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Can I get down one time to make the people say yeah
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And nobody wont care?
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Can I get down one time without
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All the criticism and media in my business?
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Can I get down one time and release my rhyme
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And speak my mind?
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Can I get down one time?
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Can I get down one time?
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[Verse 2, Malika:]
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I take my picture with a smile like Jack
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Cause I'm back
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You picturin all them chips in stack
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I got love, though, don't be no stank hoe
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I'm not fallin for the gank, yo
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God I thank, though
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Enemies it's your decision
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The gift I been givin
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Got you in the life I'm livin
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Watch your sane, sane like Marley Mike
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Your game ain't right
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You be slippin every night
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I'm hoverin up in the nest with the claws out
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Cause he had his paws out
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When he paused out
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He's out, now it's in with the new
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In with the two
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You know how these thieves do
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3, Malika, Coolio:]
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I can't do what I want, or how I wanna
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This shit is drama
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So what is it you want, huh?
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We tryin to make it to the tizzy
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I'll be a hella busy bee
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The gizzy
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Through the frizzy, is we
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Tryin to have somethin
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We goin off frontin
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Cause nothin leaves nothin
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And nothin means we head bumpin
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Pumpin, no punk can hit this, my stable
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Twistin me a fable
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Somethin sweet like sable
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You shoulda reached out and grabbed it and got his pay nice
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Jealousy got him dropped, with his neck sliced
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Liquor be revelain
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The homies true feelins
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So, I be willin
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To turn into a villian
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Then if you're still with me
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You got to chill with me
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Bustin lyrics with a skill when they deal with me
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Never senseless
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Thank you for your business
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And I got more rhymes
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Than L.A. Times got headlines
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[Chorus, Repeat 4X]
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Can I Get Down One Time
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| Coolio |
