Letra de MR. COOLA

Yeah-yeah-yeah You know I'm cool when it's just me all by myself I'm cool when I'm front of thirty thousand people I'm cool when I'm with my chick I'm even cool when I'm with your chick Hahaha, Cudi Catch 'em coastin' (Yeah) And I'm roastin' (Uh) Pussy niggas lurkin' on the [?] please, don't approach [?] I'm givin' mist [?] when in all black, I'm sippin' potion (Yeah) You think I fuckin' lost it, man? I really hate the notion, I (Pussy) Keep it light, Mr. Cooler, do it right, now come on, nigga Cannot see me, me, me, me, me, what them fuckers thinking? (Fucker) Into the night, I'm geeking Niggas keep takin' my lighters, man Right back out on the streets with the freaks And the drinks, and the pills, and the thrills, damn Woo, woo (Bitch, yeah) You see Ss (Uh-huh) Coolin' when I'm out Got them mixin' up mixes, sick with it, diamonds in my mouth Uh-huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, uh-huh (Yeah) Bounce, bitch, let you grab my wish Fuck it, man, I'm rich Don't forget, dolly on my mama, watch me flex my shit Huh, fucker, huh, fucker Mr. Cooler out the fridge, baby, be my H, [?] I take Man, I bought his bitch, hustlin' every week (Grindin') Do so much, I'm like a freak, you wonder how I sleep, sleep While I'm walkin' to my trick be beat, moshpit overseas To the girl, I'm focused on my dope, I love her company (Yeah, baby) On the tequila in me Who go double with your nigga? All the liquor on me, baby (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Baby girl say: Run it back (Back) I'm drinkin' it, smokin' many, I'm potent On the Moon, it's smokin', havin' these shit (Yeah) She pop, she lovin' me, uh (Yeah) You see Ss (Uh-huh) Coolin' when I'm out Got them mixin' up mixes, sick with it, diamonds in my mouth Uh-huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, uh-huh (Yeah) Bounce, bitch, let you grab my wish Fuck it, man, I'm rich Don't forget, dolly on my mama, watch me flex my shit Huh, fucker, huh, fucker Mr. Cooler out the fridge, baby, be my H, [?] I take