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lirik lagu lmfao – kool a.d.

uh, kool wit’ another one
ooh, god d-mn, it’s a better one
coulda been number one hits
heh, but your boy never play that sh-t, it’s just rappin’
look what the f-ck happenin’
f-ck tom hanks on the captain
spittin’ that african rhyme
just woke up from a nap, man
dude, i’m the man, you a trash can
shout out the lauryn hill
he finna be a trash man now, that’s good money
we in the hood runnin’ h-lla little scam
hit em with the meta-blam-blam
that’s a spiritual pistol
young [?] motor with the spherical piston
can’t get much flexin’ in the [?]
baby, i’m a motherf-ckin’ issue
shout out to issue
we in it like ink in skin tissue
ya’ll get st-tches like a snitch do
ay, f-ck blue [?] said vishnu, people
seem me flip the scripts in the hebrew
aramaic wit’ it
trips in the arabic, slay a bit
ya’ll straight b-tch, i’m swearin’ it
kissed by the seraphim
sick credit with the vedic knowledges
yea, i went to college, b-tch
but the knowledge that i bring is beyond that
truly astonishing, beyond rap, beyond man even
heh, meet me on the sand [?], young gladiator
you mad, you a hater. why you mad, player?
see you later, like a alligator or a crocodile
you don’t see me in the wall
that’s your front door with a steel in the smile
a deal in a while
h-lla real in the style
you can feel how i die, get down, and back up again
your boy h-lla blessed i’m a lucky man
hit it in the bath with a clip, with a ducky [?]
[?]
breakin’ all my [?] up for the ludakris song
sit down for the anthem, f-ck america
f-ck the american nation
rather be jamaican or haitian, better yet cuban
kool a.d. more humid than human
follow my nose like a toucan
one man army but it feel like two man
better yet navy, who [?]
look, your boy is so crazy
i feel like jay z in the 80’s maybe
[?] i admit, i’m a 80’s baby
yes i’m the sh-t, you could pay me daily
nothin’ never phase me
suckers get paisley darts to the neck
i’m smart with the arts in my [?] get the check
you know your boy sports sport with the best
goin’ through the park in the vest
you don’t show up with the kevlar
call me k!ller heart i get hard
plus lines my n- plus lines like my name was, um, chris gethard
go dumb like a r-t-rd
sorry if uh that was maybe out of line
i’m out of my mind like my uncle ro- run motown, what?
get up in the pad, get mo down
get the hootenanny, shindig, jamboree, hoe down
if you ain’t -if you ain’t knew now then you know now [?]
i could never slow down, no, nah, nah, not ever
see me on valencia street with uh, dave eggert
professional man of the letters, you a bed wetter
i’m a bread-getter, plus a head-getter
dot on your chest like a red letter
scarlet o’hare with the literature
ho [?] wit it, your bro [?] digits
just as a hobby
obi-wan ken0bi told me in the lobby [?] kobe, what?
posse on broadway
poppy [?]
you a conway shopper [?] proper
john jay styles that’s loco
drivin in the [?] jorge in the volvo
i’m a pimp i’m a chulo, i’m a cholo
you a wimp, you a loser, you a bozo
you a shrimp, you a joto
heh, you a git, you a hobo
see me on fresno stalin’ like [?]
sh-t, in a cranberry desoto
you don’t even know how my flow go
every which way mayne
this day, every previous one and the next one, too
[?] how i rep you, check you
microphone check
california, california, i’m a [?]
best rapper in the world, everybody know
how many more seconds we got on this sh-t, let’s cut this sh-t out, okay

- kool a d

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