Do You Want It lyrics - Coolio (feat. Katija)
Yeah, KB
Coolio
Imma show you how I get it real
Imma show you how s'posed to feel
Imma go go gang, gangsta on it
Deeper than a lesbian, ain't no opponents
Ain't no opposition, ain't no competition
So set it up and wet it up, assume position
I'm Shaka Zulu Whu-Lu you, my baby baby
I'm super sloppy on your lobby, yeah I'll drive ya crazy
Do you want it in the bathroom? Yeah
Do you want it in the living room? Yeah
Do you want it in the bedroom? Yeah
Starting up for now on the head room
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Imma give it to ya!
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Come get it then!
Coolio with the flow, with the whole committee
I got big lips, I can suck both titties
I ain't playin' wit' ya, girl, I'm stayin' wit' ya
We're both layin' on the beach in the big picture
I don't give a fuck, do what you like
I'm a lesbian, I can handle dykes
Cobra Kai, Chip and Dale, when it's time to strike
Got soul in my pole, Magic Mike
Stand tall, man tower
Hope you can handle 'bout four hours
No seafood or clam chowder
Pineapples grow me man power
Stand tall, man tower
Hope you can handle 'bout four hours
No seafood or clam chowder
Pineapples grow me man power
Do you want it in the bathroom? Yeah
Do you want it in the living room? Yeah
Do you want it in the bedroom? Yeah
Starting up for now on the head room
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Imma give it to ya!
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Come get it then!
'Cause I want it in the bathroom
Yeah I need it in my living room
'Cause I want it in the bedroom
Show me, baby, what's your next move
We can do it from the left to the right
Top to the bottom, silk or cotton
In the front seat, back seat
On the trunk, on the hood, like a track meet
You want it, I got it
Freak to the beat, ain't no stoppin'
Up all night, boy, we poppin'
Who can do it like us, nobody
Your body on my body
We stay kicking it like karate
Your fantasy is my hobby
Do you want it in the bathroom? Yeah
Do you want it in the living room? Yeah
Do you want it in the bedroom? Yeah
Starting up for now on the head room
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Imma give it to ya!
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you want it? Do you want it? I want it
Do you need it? Do you need it? I need it
Come get it then!
Out Fa The Bag lyrics - Coolio (feat. AI & C.L.A.Y.)
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the... out out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
I'm making plays on my way to court
She playing games with my life like this shit a sport
And I been out here in the field niggas on the porch
And stealing milk from the baby's on child support
All I really want to do is lift my la familia
I think I seen the bitch before she looking familiar
I spent a thousand on my jewels fuck them looking loos
A couple bands on my shoes make a bitch choose
She gon suck dick cuz she like to count
I ride around in a jag like I'm Tran pounce
Bitch I can make a 8ball bounce
Bitch I can send them packs to yo town
I been stacking it up in large amounts
I just let that money talk before I announce
She don't want slack she want POW
As soon as that bitch get the signal she going down
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the... out out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Wassupper my killas and all my bitches
I hope y'all ready to get these riches
To stacc that gwop them dividends
Me and Wino pimpin in all blue Benz
All blued out on them all blue rims
Them 1s them 10s them dubs and fins
When you got c notes then you got boats
And hoes and golds hanging from your throat
With icing on em you shining homie
It's funny with a bag you never lonely
Stocks and bonds and a big ass lawn
And a Maserati in your garage
Some read Bibles some study Koran
You fuckin redheads brunettes and blonds
When yo pocket low tho you get no run
No drank no food no fun
Get the bag homie
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the... out out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
They say Clay why you acting like an asshole
I sad nigga cuz I'm all about my cash flow
Imma Byg Dawg y'all niggas tadpoles
Niggas tryna go fast but they gas low
I got a bitch that's from Houston like an Astro
I kill that pussy like Jason no mask tho
Out for the cash I'm moving fast never last hoe
Had to exchange my current bitch for my last hoe
Told her that I'm hungry she took a nigga to maestro's
This ain't my first rodeo I pulled her like a lassle
Fast go then go fast baby like Nascar
Say they get the bag these niggas sad I laugh hard
Niggas know I come with plenty heat
Blow her back out in between the sheets
Ain't talking money I don't wanna speak
They sleeping on me so they counting sheep
Official my name ringing in the streets
Always making money in my sleep
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the... out out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out out fa the bag, out fa the bag
Out fa the bag, out out fa the bag
Sientate Y Callate lyrics - Estragos Trifulka, Coolio & Gordo Master (feat. ñompi)
¡You!
Piso la Luna con cada calá de este Blunt
Sigo en el barrio ganando respeto campeón
No hay un problema sin Dos ¡Dos!
Sabes que lo traigo bien cabrón
Incomparable este flow ¡Flow!
Sangre y diamantes bro
Llenando de huellas tu corazón!
Derramando por tu cuerpo este mochordón
Esos puercos comen de mi plato
Platino y diamantes letra de oro blanco
¡Homs!
Saco mi estilo y lo pongo a brillar
Pocho Blue Berry me pongo a fumar
Pa todos mi perros allá en mi ciudad
Prende otro de Mota dame otro Mezcal
El king de mi city rey como Pacal
Nadando en la playa tomando Champagne
De roll por Europa relax con mi Clan
Versos adictivos que parecen ¡Crack!
Un perro de guerra por este junglar
Buscando la Money traficando Rap
La calle caliente de tanto fumar
Puro Psycho Loco buscando más ¡Cash!
¡Siéntate, Cállate!
Escucho duro por dentro
Soy el pinchi negro, pero
Más ruco y chido por dentro
Hasta la fecha tengo varios arrebotando
Mi pistola y rifle
I put a bunch of holes to your condo
Fuck what they talking about
Thought maybe I could chuck em out
Line them up like a firing squad
Your life is mine nigga call me God
If you good to go nigga then you gone
As your life is I said patron
Fuck it y'all nigga ya said this song
There ain't no escaping this teradone
My herrera I like it cold
All my hoes be hiding bo
Which drinking freak suck a dick
For about a week so to speak
The fuck will you blame?
The fuck will you say?
The fuck will you say?
Yo traigo glame ando con el equipo gang gang gang!
A whole lot of games como el cartel
Paisas maniacos rompiendo ley
Make America White again
Este es un gang! Gang gang gang!
Mexas tiran el 1 y 3
Cuando ando con Coolio también soy creep
Soy un drugstar sueños de rockstar
Di no a las drogas, ¡consume mota!
¡Siéntate, Cállate!
Escucho duro por dentro
Soy el pinchi negro, pero más ruco y chido por dentro
Hasta la fecha tengo varios arrebotando
Mi pistola y rifle, I put a bunch of holes to your condo!
¡Siéntate, Cállate!
¡Siéntate, Cállate!
¡Siéntate, Cállate!
Escucho duro por dentro...
TAG "YOU IT" lyrics - Coolio (feat. Too $hort, DJ Wino)
[DJ Wino:]
Tag, tag, tag, tag
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Never gon' be yours 'cause it all about the bag
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Once I catch you (yeah), you it
[Too $hort:]
Tag, bitch, you it, nope, I ain't on that wifey shit
Tag bitch, you it, nope, I ain't on that wifey shit
I say fuck it if i don't like the bitch
A whole lot of money, that's all I get
So kick rocks, keep yo ass goin, run a lot of game
That's all I'm doin', let her ride this dick like a wave
She fuck with me, I let her surf all day
I'm in that pussy with her on top
Shoot her in the face for the money shot
'Cause she nasty and I like that
I'ma wait a few days and come right back
Now I'm stuck, I need a tow truck
She got some good ass pussy and she love to fuck
It's only one way to get me out
I say tag then I nutt in her mouth
[DJ Wino:]
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Never gon' be yours 'cause it all about the bag
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Once I catch you (yeah), you it
[Coolio:]
Tag bitch, back back, bitch
You'll never get a bag, 'cause you a smash bitch
Ragged, feet all fuck up
Homie Hopper, the neighborhood dump truck
Section 8 E.B.T.T.A.N.F. not for me
Might be for you though, use a do low
Still living with your momma, no plan to move though
Common hoe, average hoe, Obama hoe
She full of drama, bro
Find you a real one, funky feel one
One you can trust, don't have to kill one
One who get up off her fat ass, here's the deal, son
She'll never get rich, bitch, middle school dropout
Put it mouth here, as soon as it pop out
White, Black, Mexican
Asia, Arab, Indian
Don't matter where she from, she dumb and full of cum
Don't cook or clean, just a pretty ass bum
Ain't about shit, fool the homie hit too
One for the red team, two for the blue
Fuck them blunt-smoking pill poppin' deuce breath ass
Five foot bass mouth bitches
The mountain go high but the rabbit hole deeper
[DJ Wino:]
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Never gon' be yours 'cause it all about the bag
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Once I catch you (yeah), you it
Oh shit, she the one, when you slide to the flat
You better have one 'cause it's four across the street
Five in the backyard, All looking tough, they hungry as fuck
Little sister braiding, 'cuz looking crazy
When you come through, all eyes on you
She popped her head out, she said "Gimme ten"
I said I'll give you two, 'cuz you know what it do
Now everything inside of me is telling me to push
And if I stant around, I might just wish
Then I listen to myself once again
'Cause fucking with her ass, you can wind up in the pen
'Cause the pussy that good, She can make it pop
She can make it swing, She can make it drop
Now to get it that good, it take a whole lot of practice
The stop, drop, and roll, That's a whole lot of action
They say it's all good when its coming from the hood
You better get it how you get it, better get it while it good
Now I ain't mad at her, I'm just over here thinking
Who else in this yard been over beating?
I better snap back, her two minutes up, here she come now
But look who pulling up, it's my nigga Snoopy Blue 9-7, What it do?
Hey say "Damn, Wino" 'cause you know this bitch too
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Never gon' be yours 'cause it all about the bag
Freeze, tag, you it
Freeze, tag, she's it
Freeze, tag, you it
Once I catch you (yeah), you it
The Floor Is Lava lyrics - Teddi Gold & Coolio
Warning, warning
Heat index is rising
Warning, warning
System failure
Warning, warning
Everything is burning
Warning, warning, warning, warning
Warning, stop, the floor is lava
Stop, droll, roll, the floor is lava
I'm too hot to touch but you know that you wanna
I'm cooler than ice but I'm hotter than a sauna
On the surface of the sun, in the middle of the summer
Running so fast with my feet on fire
Running so fast but I don't get tired
Running so fast that my feet on fire
My feet on fire, my feet on fire
Running so fast with my feet on fire
Running so fast but I don't get tired
Running so fast that my feet on fire
My feet on fire, my feet on fire
Don't touch me, I'm hot, don't touch me, I'm hot
You like what you see? Then you'll love what I got
Don't touch me, I'm hot, don't touch me, I'm hot
You think you can catch me, well give it a shot
Warning, warning
Heat index is rising
Warning, warning
System failure
Warning, warning
Everything is burning (there is no escape)
Warning (let it go), warning (let it go)
Warning, ouch, ow! The floor is lava
Skip to my loo, booboo what it do?
There's lava on the dance floor (cool, ooh)
It might burn him, but it won't burn Coo
Baby so hot in them kerosene boots
And my soul so cold that my tongue go bold
And brazen, so tell me what it is you saying
They say she's amazing, you know I ain't playing
With them bullies, pause when a player get pussy
Gushy gully, we gucci baby, let's make a movie
It's gon' take a whole team of suckers to move me
Me and Teddy, we ready to get golden and cheeky
So Stan me, lady, let's get campy, baby
Running so fast with my feet on fire
Running so fast but I don't get tired
Running so fast that my feet on fire
My feet on fire, my feet on fire
Stop, droll, roll, the floor is lava
I'm too hot to touch but you know that you wanna
You're on fire
Cooler than ice but I'm way too high
Teddi Gold
Teddi Gold, Coolio, oh yeah
There's no escape
We Got The Power lyrics - Estragos Trifulka, Treach & Cool
Yaaaaaa
Power
Yaaaaaa
Physco alpha hip hop beta bio aqua doo loop
Black and brown in the streets right now you made us act a foo-ool
Bloods and crips cholos and Pisa's ain't nothing nice we strikers
Made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
Load yo handy tie yo rag it's time to aim yo choppa
At the real enemy the ones killing you and me
Every mufuccin day and night yo
Pull em down off they high horse
Infiltrate they circle with some high hos
Cause ninety ni na na na nine percent of the plan is to leave they ass stifled
Searching for answers in they bible I'm talking bout 5 - 0
This process is vital
Push em bacc let them hands go
It's only so much a man can handle
Can't none of them maggots hold a candle to the Wild West east side loced out vandal
A lot of y'all bitches far as I see
Heart pumping kool aid and Hennessy
Gangsta you are not but that's exactly who you pretend to be
Y'all pussy niggas ain't no friend to me
Snitches must die individually
Wipe shit on they headstone
When they all dead gone break the homies out the penitentiary
Physco alpha hip hop beta bio aqua doo loop
Black and brown in the streets right now you made us act a foo-ool
Bloods and crips cholos and Pisa's ain't nothing nice we strikers
Made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
Pyscho, puro paisa, cucú
Puro niño feo a grabar pa' youtube
Vengo en caravana como un chú chú
Se ve desmadre, un chingo de humo
Somos una bola de gente loca
Una bola de maniacos más grande que la chota
Vamos bien tendidos sobre el walmart (walmart)
Tengo ganas de matar un placa (placa)
Esta noche salgo en la tele, voy a ser primicia en CNN
Bien pastilla todo se me olvida, yo le jalo al gatillo pa' darle a un policía
Con la bandana nadie me ve
Para los güeros racistas todos somos "José"
Physco alpha hip hop beta bio aqua doo loop
Black and brown in the streets right now you made us act a foo-ool
Bloods and crips cholos and Pisa's ain't nothing nice we strikers
Made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
Guns in the den we call'em
Zimmerman killa a man
Trigger men breaking news
Den Den Den, fuck you sue
Me trust me suwoo AK
Wit a KKK watch what you do
Few in some shades in the shade throwing shade
Real nigga in parades with grenades fuck a raid
Tell the 12 keep the fuck away
Nigga drive the truck away
The chapter after actually factually is a master piece
Ashy ass get some lotion for your ashy knees
Word got back to me bow down in the fuck'em all factory
East way to the west way
Bloods, crips, samoans, and esai's machine guns machetes
East way to the west way
Bloods, crips, samoans, and esai's machine guns machetes
Physco alpha hip hop beta bio aqua doo loop
Black and brown in the streets right now you made us act a foo-ool
Bloods and crips cholos and Pisa's ain't nothing nice we strikers
Made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
Physco alpha hip hop beta bio aqua doo loop
Black and brown in the streets right now you made us act a foo-ool
Bloods and crips cholos and Pisa's ain't nothing nice we strikers
Made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
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