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
From The Bottom 2 The Top lyrics - Coolio (feat. Goast & A.I)
Yeah...
Streets are still hard...
I still walk the yard...
My soul is still scar...
When darkness falls across my face
Swept hoping tears upon my face
These times like this that I can't erase
This goes a being whip, chain, hand or mace
So I try to accept a high to feel the base
We concepts and dreams of a different places
But all that lies and life that I was taught
And all the good things that I forgot
That cold and then I avert, wipe a pussy like a savage
Got an untight rip or love my bad habits
Sometimes I faith to the fiend sometimes I laugh at it
Get being on a project take a step at it
I don't med it by my static I don't need to be graphic
I steped to being mine and you go see achieve
Cuz you don't even know what it into G
Don't see the end of an A and the history
I want to change the world to real
This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down
I'm still the same inside my brain
And if I change, it might just break me down
These things inside I show but I cannot hide
And now I lost count of a times I tried
The times I lied about shit that with me with necessary
I changed my floor but my scar really never very
I feel like abyss sometimes I waited a vex I veil like a vessel
Killed on my back and shoulders would be other soldier I told you
Cuz I wake the hood like a big para fold you
Who don't understand the meaning of the mystery
My baby be so wet clothes so don't you be
Acting like a gangster cuz my bangers being
Shitting on the block with that 23
Mellow me derails that I set you free
So maybe you can see where I can't see
So we run about life shit cross bitches and gillish news
Big changes amuse the bullshit we saw in the news
I want to change the world to real
This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down
I'm still the same inside my brain
And if I change, it might just break me down
Streets are still hard...
I still walk the yard...
My soul is still scar...
When darkness falls across my face
Swept hoping tears upon my face
These times like this that I can't erase
This goes a being whip, chain, hand or mace
So I try to accept a high to feel the base
We concepts and dreams of a different places
But all that lies and life that I was taught
And all the good things that I forgot
That cold and then I avert, wipe a pussy like a savage
Got an untight rip or love my bad habits
Sometimes I faith to the fiend sometimes I laugh at it
Get being on a project take a step at it
I don't med it by my static I don't need to be graphic
I steped to being mine and you go see achieve
Cuz you don't even know what it into G
Don't see the end of an A and the history
I want to change the world to real
This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down
I'm still the same inside my brain
And if I change, it might just break me down
These things inside I show but I cannot hide
And now I lost count of a times I tried
The times I lied about shit that with me with necessary
I changed my floor but my scar really never very
I feel like abyss sometimes I waited a vex I veil like a vessel
Killed on my back and shoulders would be other soldier I told you
Cuz I wake the hood like a big para fold you
Who don't understand the meaning of the mystery
My baby be so wet clothes so don't you be
Acting like a gangster cuz my bangers being
Shitting on the block with that 23
Mellow me derails that I set you free
So maybe you can see where I can't see
So we run about life shit cross bitches and gillish news
Big changes amuse the bullshit we saw in the news
I want to change the world to real
This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down
I'm still the same inside my brain
And if I change, it might just break me down
Gangsta Walk lyrics - Coolio (feat. Snoop Dogg)
[Snoop]
Yeah Yeah, what it do nephew
It's YA crippin' cousin Big Snoop D O double G
Oh yeah west west y'all
We way over here in Italy man
Cud U Say That Man? Italia Man?
You know what I'm talkin' bout
My nigga coolio out there doing real big
We Blowin On Some Of That Shyt
Oh yeah Compton and Long Beach together
You know we in trouble
[Coolio]
Kit kat, kick back homie don't you sit back
And hype when the sound start
To click like a click-clack
Only nigga trippin lil' homie where ya shit at
You rep don't got no respectance
Time to go get that
So lift that point that aim where's his dome at
Show these punk niggas how we do where we roam at
Roll that, roll that TVs on the
Roll back caddies start to cap
Twenty niggas in the throwback
Get back you can't win that
Don't pretend that, you ain't got no chance
Put these balls where ya chin at
Spit heat, get cheese
That's how we move that
Who that move that nigga where ya crew at
You betta get ya money nigga
Stack some chips
Where the time of days ain't sunny nigga
I hope ya mouth ain't runny nigga
If it is, ya body gon' hop like bunny nigga
[Chorus]
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
Yeah Yeah, what it do nephew
It's YA crippin' cousin Big Snoop D O double G
Oh yeah west west y'all
We way over here in Italy man
Cud U Say That Man? Italia Man?
You know what I'm talkin' bout
My nigga coolio out there doing real big
We Blowin On Some Of That Shyt
Oh yeah Compton and Long Beach together
You know we in trouble
[Coolio]
Kit kat, kick back homie don't you sit back
And hype when the sound start
To click like a click-clack
Only nigga trippin lil' homie where ya shit at
You rep don't got no respectance
Time to go get that
So lift that point that aim where's his dome at
Show these punk niggas how we do where we roam at
Roll that, roll that TVs on the
Roll back caddies start to cap
Twenty niggas in the throwback
Get back you can't win that
Don't pretend that, you ain't got no chance
Put these balls where ya chin at
Spit heat, get cheese
That's how we move that
Who that move that nigga where ya crew at
You betta get ya money nigga
Stack some chips
Where the time of days ain't sunny nigga
I hope ya mouth ain't runny nigga
If it is, ya body gon' hop like bunny nigga
[Chorus]
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
Do It lyrics - Coolio (feat. Goast)
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it
Another Saturday night and I'm feelin' kinda slothy
I'm down with the forty, but I don't want no forty
Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry
I need some Kurathers
Peep this, but not up in my stomach
I wanna chop your cherry tree, I can't tell a lie
Somethings on the rise, what a surprise
I called up the homies and said, "Let's go the spot"
Where the drinks are cold, and the girls ain't too hot
Now we in the house, but the house is kinda empty
Rats run around the room but, wait, I spoke too soon
Ah, damn, look what done walked in
Pumps and a bump, breath smellin' like gin
Baby, you look good with that blue dress on
Maybe some day me and you can be as one
Let's get to know each other better
I can sing you a song, and you can write me a love letter
1 Baby, you can do it
Take your time, do it right
(Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it, baby, baby
(Let's do it, get to it)
Baby, you can do it
Take your time, do it right
(Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it, baby, baby
(Let's do it, get to it)
Damn, I'm feelin frisky
Come and sit down wit me
Conversate about hanky panky
And a little dranky wanky
Tell me bout your innermost thoughts
Wants, needs and your desires
And I'll tell you about mine
We can spend some quality time
You want a man with vision, who ain't afraid to listen
I wanna mention I can hit that ass in thirty-six positions
And, I just want a regular old fashion high hoochie mama
With love for her daddy, anytime he want it
Bring home the turkey bacon and fry it in the pan
Or, some fillet minon and still let me know I'm the
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it, get to it
Let's do it
Another Saturday night and I'm feelin' kinda slothy
I'm down with the forty, but I don't want no forty
Even though I'm thirsty and I'm hungry
I need some Kurathers
Peep this, but not up in my stomach
I wanna chop your cherry tree, I can't tell a lie
Somethings on the rise, what a surprise
I called up the homies and said, "Let's go the spot"
Where the drinks are cold, and the girls ain't too hot
Now we in the house, but the house is kinda empty
Rats run around the room but, wait, I spoke too soon
Ah, damn, look what done walked in
Pumps and a bump, breath smellin' like gin
Baby, you look good with that blue dress on
Maybe some day me and you can be as one
Let's get to know each other better
I can sing you a song, and you can write me a love letter
1 Baby, you can do it
Take your time, do it right
(Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it, baby, baby
(Let's do it, get to it)
Baby, you can do it
Take your time, do it right
(Let's do it, get to it)
You can do it, baby, baby
(Let's do it, get to it)
Damn, I'm feelin frisky
Come and sit down wit me
Conversate about hanky panky
And a little dranky wanky
Tell me bout your innermost thoughts
Wants, needs and your desires
And I'll tell you about mine
We can spend some quality time
You want a man with vision, who ain't afraid to listen
I wanna mention I can hit that ass in thirty-six positions
And, I just want a regular old fashion high hoochie mama
With love for her daddy, anytime he want it
Bring home the turkey bacon and fry it in the pan
Or, some fillet minon and still let me know I'm the
What Is An MC? lyrics - Coolio
[Verse 1]
Yo, the G is off the chain when you come round here
Better watch what you claim when you come round here
You can do your thing when you come round here
But it's blessed that you can hang when you come round here
Ain't no playin games when you come round here
Weak niggas feel the flame when they come round here
We tryina make it bang when you come round here
Everything ain't the same when you come round here
DJ's pump the bass up
And pull the lights back
It's time to get it crackin and we love it when it's like that
Ain't no reason for no treason
So put the hater-ray down in this new millenium season
Who you gon' believe in while you're cheesin?
Ain't no logic or no reason in your teachings
I'm steady on the grind round while you're reachin
So just sit and look and listen, hear my twenty screechin
[Hook]
What is an MC if he can't rap?
How you gonna throw up from the shoulder and can't scrap?
Twenty-five with a L, ain't no gettin back
Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
What is a DJ if he can't scratch?
How you gon' keep on trickin and stay fat?
Jump your ass in a gunfight without no strap
Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
[Verse 2]
You can be yourself when you come round here
Ain't no titles or no belts when you come round here
Keep your game on stealth when you come round here
But be about your wealth when you come round here
You get cut and left when you come round here
So don't let 'em see you sweat when you come round here
We'll be makin busters melt when they come round here
So you'd better check yourself when you come round here
We be gettin gangsta with it all through the weekend
Get your lazy ass up, no time for sleepin
Call your homegirls up, jump in your jeep and
They ain't ready when you come, then you're leavin
You're goin to the club, it's time for freakin
You ain't got no ID to try to sneak in
It's on and crackin once again you cheat the G-game
Just open up your mind, no time for tweakin
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Fat meat is greasy when you come round here
So don't be acting cheesy when you come round here
You might go off the heasy when you come round here
And we'll still be bumpin Eazy when you come round here
You better watch the greedy when you come round here
Cos some of these fools are sleazy when you come round here
Give to the needy when you come round here
But understand you can't defeat me when you come round here
Most stack a grip, trip and roll with some new friends
Some'll sell their soul to the devil just to chip in
Some'll lie, steal and rob their mama just to get ends
Which one is you nigga?
Where do you fit in?
But this thing don't stop just cos you's a trick
And hatin cos you ain't rich, you's a bitch
we gon' dip like the old school, c'est la vie
Hop your tread like me
Watch what you say and get paid like C
[Hook]
Yo, the G is off the chain when you come round here
Better watch what you claim when you come round here
You can do your thing when you come round here
But it's blessed that you can hang when you come round here
Ain't no playin games when you come round here
Weak niggas feel the flame when they come round here
We tryina make it bang when you come round here
Everything ain't the same when you come round here
DJ's pump the bass up
And pull the lights back
It's time to get it crackin and we love it when it's like that
Ain't no reason for no treason
So put the hater-ray down in this new millenium season
Who you gon' believe in while you're cheesin?
Ain't no logic or no reason in your teachings
I'm steady on the grind round while you're reachin
So just sit and look and listen, hear my twenty screechin
[Hook]
What is an MC if he can't rap?
How you gonna throw up from the shoulder and can't scrap?
Twenty-five with a L, ain't no gettin back
Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
What is a DJ if he can't scratch?
How you gon' keep on trickin and stay fat?
Jump your ass in a gunfight without no strap
Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that
[Verse 2]
You can be yourself when you come round here
Ain't no titles or no belts when you come round here
Keep your game on stealth when you come round here
But be about your wealth when you come round here
You get cut and left when you come round here
So don't let 'em see you sweat when you come round here
We'll be makin busters melt when they come round here
So you'd better check yourself when you come round here
We be gettin gangsta with it all through the weekend
Get your lazy ass up, no time for sleepin
Call your homegirls up, jump in your jeep and
They ain't ready when you come, then you're leavin
You're goin to the club, it's time for freakin
You ain't got no ID to try to sneak in
It's on and crackin once again you cheat the G-game
Just open up your mind, no time for tweakin
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Fat meat is greasy when you come round here
So don't be acting cheesy when you come round here
You might go off the heasy when you come round here
And we'll still be bumpin Eazy when you come round here
You better watch the greedy when you come round here
Cos some of these fools are sleazy when you come round here
Give to the needy when you come round here
But understand you can't defeat me when you come round here
Most stack a grip, trip and roll with some new friends
Some'll sell their soul to the devil just to chip in
Some'll lie, steal and rob their mama just to get ends
Which one is you nigga?
Where do you fit in?
But this thing don't stop just cos you's a trick
And hatin cos you ain't rich, you's a bitch
we gon' dip like the old school, c'est la vie
Hop your tread like me
Watch what you say and get paid like C
[Hook]
Shake It Up lyrics - Coolio
[Chorus 1]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
[Verse 1]
It was on the very first time that I met her
That leather was fittin that ass and that skin tight sweater
Was curvin around that body and I painted a picture
In my mind I wrote a letter bout us getting together
Green eyes dark hair honey brown complextion
I was rollin in a bucket she was rollin a lexus
I sweat it now we can do the damn thang if she wanna
If she don't I'm just satisfied with bendin some cornas
Drink coronas just as long as she don't leave me alona
I can name fifty niggas now that wanted to bone her
But they didn't I'm happy bout the place that im sittin
Didn't buy shit my name is still on her kitten
Written in platinum she don't just love me for rappin and actin
She love my mind the way I'm dippin in matchin
My blackness, her reactions are like fatal attractions
she jackin and blastin and ridin for the man that shes rackin
[Chorus 2]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowin up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
So shake it up (shake it up)
Do yo thang little mamma shake it up (shake it up)
Bend over touch yo toes and shake it up (shake it up)
I like the way you move now shake it up (shake it up)
Just shake shake shake shake shake (shake)
[Verse 2]
She my main squeeze only thing maintained
Sometime tha that shit I be sayin she the only one that understand
She my boo my freak i know that I'm her main man
So fuck these hos and bullshit niggas with these same games
I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang
And even when she don't love me I'm the same main
Nigga that she call when she need somebody to talk to
Hit her from the back eat and walk wit her
She got a lot to offer look what she brought with her
She got brains and taps that leave niggas that start wit her
She don't care about houses cars sex and bling bling
Even though nine and half inches is a big thang
She aint the type that be creepin and sleepin and jumpin in other niggas jeepin
When im outta town on business
When im on a mission to put us in a position
Where we don't have to do nothin but show the love and kick it listen
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
[Verse 1]
It was on the very first time that I met her
That leather was fittin that ass and that skin tight sweater
Was curvin around that body and I painted a picture
In my mind I wrote a letter bout us getting together
Green eyes dark hair honey brown complextion
I was rollin in a bucket she was rollin a lexus
I sweat it now we can do the damn thang if she wanna
If she don't I'm just satisfied with bendin some cornas
Drink coronas just as long as she don't leave me alona
I can name fifty niggas now that wanted to bone her
But they didn't I'm happy bout the place that im sittin
Didn't buy shit my name is still on her kitten
Written in platinum she don't just love me for rappin and actin
She love my mind the way I'm dippin in matchin
My blackness, her reactions are like fatal attractions
she jackin and blastin and ridin for the man that shes rackin
[Chorus 2]
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday
We blowin up Wednesday and Thursday
She shake it up Friday and Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
So shake it up (shake it up)
Do yo thang little mamma shake it up (shake it up)
Bend over touch yo toes and shake it up (shake it up)
I like the way you move now shake it up (shake it up)
Just shake shake shake shake shake (shake)
[Verse 2]
She my main squeeze only thing maintained
Sometime tha that shit I be sayin she the only one that understand
She my boo my freak i know that I'm her main man
So fuck these hos and bullshit niggas with these same games
I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang
And even when she don't love me I'm the same main
Nigga that she call when she need somebody to talk to
Hit her from the back eat and walk wit her
She got a lot to offer look what she brought with her
She got brains and taps that leave niggas that start wit her
She don't care about houses cars sex and bling bling
Even though nine and half inches is a big thang
She aint the type that be creepin and sleepin and jumpin in other niggas jeepin
When im outta town on business
When im on a mission to put us in a position
Where we don't have to do nothin but show the love and kick it listen
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
I Like Girls lyrics - Coolio
Hey....(That's the way I like it)
Somebody told me that you're not my kind so have I lost my mind
You keep on doing all the things I like you got me hypnotised
(But) That's the way I like it
Girl you make me wanna move, it's a price I got to pay
For all the things you do, but I like it
[*]Gotta listen to the groove and you gotta listen well
The way I go, that's the way I like it
[CHORUS:]
Everybody now (I like it)
Everybody now (That's the way I like it)
Everybody come on (I like it)
Everybody come on (That's the way I like it)
Oh mystery lady you've got something I like
Tell me you're here to stay
You're dangerous so baby could you do me right
Will you come out to play
Cause that's the way I like it
[REPEAT *]
[CHORUS]
Everybody com'on (I like it)
Everybody com'on
[REPEAT *]
That's the way that I like it
That is the way I like it
That's the way that I like it
Everybody now, everybody com'on [REPEAT WHOLE VERSE]
That's the way I like it
Somebody told me that you're not my kind so have I lost my mind
You keep on doing all the things I like you got me hypnotised
(But) That's the way I like it
Girl you make me wanna move, it's a price I got to pay
For all the things you do, but I like it
[*]Gotta listen to the groove and you gotta listen well
The way I go, that's the way I like it
[CHORUS:]
Everybody now (I like it)
Everybody now (That's the way I like it)
Everybody come on (I like it)
Everybody come on (That's the way I like it)
Oh mystery lady you've got something I like
Tell me you're here to stay
You're dangerous so baby could you do me right
Will you come out to play
Cause that's the way I like it
[REPEAT *]
[CHORUS]
Everybody com'on (I like it)
Everybody com'on
[REPEAT *]
That's the way that I like it
That is the way I like it
That's the way that I like it
Everybody now, everybody com'on [REPEAT WHOLE VERSE]
That's the way I like it
Sunshine lyrics - Coolio
[Verse 1]
Imagine looking at life through rose-tinted glasses
And the policy of the people is passive
And all the women got fat asses
And all the homies got dubs and deeds to spend
And when the po-po's pass they wave and say "hi"
And wear a grin (hey)
And everybody that you meet is a potential friend
And the women in your life love you for yourself and not your ends
And the population's real so there's no reason to pretend
And ignore we are the same, so no one hates you for the colour of your skin
And every waking thought is one of peace and harmony and bliss
That simple satisfaction like a plate of eggs and grits
Senses fully alive like the feeling of a first kiss
And when it's check out time you got a smile on your lips, huh
And the whole world is like your next-door neighbour
Quick to do you a favour even though we come in a million different flavours
And I know there's not enough time to put it all in one rhyme
So I savour the flavour and sweet taste I feel from the rays of the sunshine
[Chorus - Woman singing]
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm sittin in the sunshine
The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm walkin in the sunshine
The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine
[Verse 2]
If love was a flower I'd spread the petals about the planet
And plant seeds throughout every city and country
Even in those who do not want me
I try to make some sense of the situation that we call life
Some, verbal illustration to help ease this strife
Some, lyrical penetration to try to make things right
In hopes that what I'm saying can saturate your mindframe
And help you with the pain and the strain of the everyday struggle
I don't need it all, I wanna see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
Cos you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
So when you face to face with adversity, just curse him, C
And look him in the eye, and let him know, that he can't hurt a G
And that you willin' ta risk it all
For the things of people that you believe in
So educate yourself in order to assess your achievements
And if I had to explain this realer so you could see it in your mind -
I guess it's kinda like sunshine
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Before I continue let me make one thing clear
Took me a while but there's three things I learned to put before my self and career
God, family and my fans
I wish that I could hold your hand
And be like Moses, part the Red Sea and lead you to the promised land
Our demons blazin, and it feels amazin
I can lay here till I'm old and grey and shrivelled like a raisin
Throughout the years 'n months 'n days
When life used to pass by in a daze
And I was posted simply gettin faded, just waitin
Livin life with the eye for nothing but cold steel, fast cash and hot payment
Impatient to be a baller and roll a SS on Daytons
And now I'm here and I promise to get my whole soul, mind, body and spirit
And try to lift every voice and rhyme loud as hell so all y'all can hear it
And still remember the words from that old hip-hop spiritual
I'm livin in a Gangsta Paradise and I hope y'all remember too
And even though it's west coast eastside Compton on mine
It's ok 'cos I don't mind if you share some of my sunshine
[Chorus x2]
I'm diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
I ain't lyin (sunshine)
I'll be diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
And I ain't lyin (sunshine)
[fade...]
Imagine looking at life through rose-tinted glasses
And the policy of the people is passive
And all the women got fat asses
And all the homies got dubs and deeds to spend
And when the po-po's pass they wave and say "hi"
And wear a grin (hey)
And everybody that you meet is a potential friend
And the women in your life love you for yourself and not your ends
And the population's real so there's no reason to pretend
And ignore we are the same, so no one hates you for the colour of your skin
And every waking thought is one of peace and harmony and bliss
That simple satisfaction like a plate of eggs and grits
Senses fully alive like the feeling of a first kiss
And when it's check out time you got a smile on your lips, huh
And the whole world is like your next-door neighbour
Quick to do you a favour even though we come in a million different flavours
And I know there's not enough time to put it all in one rhyme
So I savour the flavour and sweet taste I feel from the rays of the sunshine
[Chorus - Woman singing]
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm sittin in the sunshine
The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm walkin in the sunshine
The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine
[Verse 2]
If love was a flower I'd spread the petals about the planet
And plant seeds throughout every city and country
Even in those who do not want me
I try to make some sense of the situation that we call life
Some, verbal illustration to help ease this strife
Some, lyrical penetration to try to make things right
In hopes that what I'm saying can saturate your mindframe
And help you with the pain and the strain of the everyday struggle
I don't need it all, I wanna see all y'all bubble
And rise to the top then prove to be hard like a rock
Cos you know it don't stop unless we let it all stop
So when you face to face with adversity, just curse him, C
And look him in the eye, and let him know, that he can't hurt a G
And that you willin' ta risk it all
For the things of people that you believe in
So educate yourself in order to assess your achievements
And if I had to explain this realer so you could see it in your mind -
I guess it's kinda like sunshine
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Before I continue let me make one thing clear
Took me a while but there's three things I learned to put before my self and career
God, family and my fans
I wish that I could hold your hand
And be like Moses, part the Red Sea and lead you to the promised land
Our demons blazin, and it feels amazin
I can lay here till I'm old and grey and shrivelled like a raisin
Throughout the years 'n months 'n days
When life used to pass by in a daze
And I was posted simply gettin faded, just waitin
Livin life with the eye for nothing but cold steel, fast cash and hot payment
Impatient to be a baller and roll a SS on Daytons
And now I'm here and I promise to get my whole soul, mind, body and spirit
And try to lift every voice and rhyme loud as hell so all y'all can hear it
And still remember the words from that old hip-hop spiritual
I'm livin in a Gangsta Paradise and I hope y'all remember too
And even though it's west coast eastside Compton on mine
It's ok 'cos I don't mind if you share some of my sunshine
[Chorus x2]
I'm diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
I ain't lyin (sunshine)
I'll be diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
And I ain't lyin (sunshine)
[fade...]
Knockout Kings lyrics - Coolio (feat. The Replacements)
[Verse 1 - Coolio]
(1 - 2 - 3 - 4)
You in the ring with a thing, not a man
And what I bring is shots to the body
That'll make a fool sing, soprano
Fall setter, ain't nuttin better
Massive concussion, career over, no discussion
Both eyes closed, broke nose, cheeks swole
You can't see, vision like a peep ho
This ain't no slug-fest or exhibition
It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre
Call in the doctor
He's been rocked and socked-up
Call the police, the champ's insane and oughta be locked up
Pay-per-viewers have to try to not to light the whole block up
He's hurt and he's wobbling and he can't keep his things up
He's gettin banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, short left jab
Right into a change up
Big thing, he's down and canvas smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool Magnifico crush all weak opponents
[The Replacements]
These combinations are taking me places
Knockin my opponents outa they shoes
With tight laces
Makin faces as they body hit the canvas in pain
The championship belt is what I taste and claim
Survivin the game
Pound for pound you got the best man standing right here
Round for round I got the cowards runnin in fear
Town for town, fight fans stand and cheer
Your Knockout King is up in the ring
[Hook]
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
4 to the body and 2 to the chin!
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
[ding] [ding] now it's on again!
[Verse 2 - The Replacements]
Uh, round for round and pound for pound
It's the king of the ring with a hundred knockouts
Uppercuts to the chin, knock your mouthpiece out
Got your corner-man yellin that you ready to pout
Yeah he hit the ropes in front of a sell-out crowd
Stand-down punk, ain't no need to go 12 rounds
The belt was mine soon as you heard the bell sound
Roper Doe style, boxin with the best around
Taped-up wrist, swing your fist and miss
When I crush your face it feels like a tonne of bricks
After the standin eight head to your corner to sit
Manager screamin at you: "Fight back, move his fists!"
It don't matter cos he walked dead into by bisteses
Don't get mad cos you lost to the top of the listeds
I'm sick, cold with the work, demented and viscious
Plus I'm pretty so the ring girls be blowin me kisses
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - The Replacements]
Body-blow, uppercut, accidental elbow
Ming Lou's in the ring, hell no
Ain't gon' happen, stage all tappin
Skills quickly end all the gossipin and yappin
I'm talkin Roy Jones ability
Knock anybody up in the facility
Black guy after I attack guys
Spectators like Johnny Gill (my, my, my)
Amazed, ain't no love, only hate
Let me hit you with these boulders
Servin you from the shoulders
Step into the range of my blows and get rolled up
Folded-up wit your snot-box leakin on ya
Hold 'im up so I can put bangs and bings on ya
You see two of me, don't ya?
From the series of punches
To your dome and your kidneys
Should'a did you some crunches
I throw thangs in bunches
Got me grabbin and punkin now
Tryina knock the grill up out your mouth
[Hook x2]
(1 - 2 - 3 - 4)
You in the ring with a thing, not a man
And what I bring is shots to the body
That'll make a fool sing, soprano
Fall setter, ain't nuttin better
Massive concussion, career over, no discussion
Both eyes closed, broke nose, cheeks swole
You can't see, vision like a peep ho
This ain't no slug-fest or exhibition
It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre
Call in the doctor
He's been rocked and socked-up
Call the police, the champ's insane and oughta be locked up
Pay-per-viewers have to try to not to light the whole block up
He's hurt and he's wobbling and he can't keep his things up
He's gettin banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, short left jab
Right into a change up
Big thing, he's down and canvas smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool Magnifico crush all weak opponents
[The Replacements]
These combinations are taking me places
Knockin my opponents outa they shoes
With tight laces
Makin faces as they body hit the canvas in pain
The championship belt is what I taste and claim
Survivin the game
Pound for pound you got the best man standing right here
Round for round I got the cowards runnin in fear
Town for town, fight fans stand and cheer
Your Knockout King is up in the ring
[Hook]
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
4 to the body and 2 to the chin!
1 - 2 - 3, killer!
4 - 5 - 6, spitter!
7 - 8 - 9 - 10
[ding] [ding] now it's on again!
[Verse 2 - The Replacements]
Uh, round for round and pound for pound
It's the king of the ring with a hundred knockouts
Uppercuts to the chin, knock your mouthpiece out
Got your corner-man yellin that you ready to pout
Yeah he hit the ropes in front of a sell-out crowd
Stand-down punk, ain't no need to go 12 rounds
The belt was mine soon as you heard the bell sound
Roper Doe style, boxin with the best around
Taped-up wrist, swing your fist and miss
When I crush your face it feels like a tonne of bricks
After the standin eight head to your corner to sit
Manager screamin at you: "Fight back, move his fists!"
It don't matter cos he walked dead into by bisteses
Don't get mad cos you lost to the top of the listeds
I'm sick, cold with the work, demented and viscious
Plus I'm pretty so the ring girls be blowin me kisses
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - The Replacements]
Body-blow, uppercut, accidental elbow
Ming Lou's in the ring, hell no
Ain't gon' happen, stage all tappin
Skills quickly end all the gossipin and yappin
I'm talkin Roy Jones ability
Knock anybody up in the facility
Black guy after I attack guys
Spectators like Johnny Gill (my, my, my)
Amazed, ain't no love, only hate
Let me hit you with these boulders
Servin you from the shoulders
Step into the range of my blows and get rolled up
Folded-up wit your snot-box leakin on ya
Hold 'im up so I can put bangs and bings on ya
You see two of me, don't ya?
From the series of punches
To your dome and your kidneys
Should'a did you some crunches
I throw thangs in bunches
Got me grabbin and punkin now
Tryina knock the grill up out your mouth
[Hook x2]
Intro lyrics - Coolio
[The sound of rain falling and a devil like voice laughing]
A man is heard running and breathing fast
[Scared Man:] Damn! Wha...
The running gets faster, the man is breathing faster, and he sounds
terrified. The devil's laughing is getting much louder
There is the sound of things being knocked over as if the man is trying
to hide and everything is in his way
[Scared Man:] What you want man? What you want from me?
[Devil:] Your soul!
A man is heard running and breathing fast
[Scared Man:] Damn! Wha...
The running gets faster, the man is breathing faster, and he sounds
terrified. The devil's laughing is getting much louder
There is the sound of things being knocked over as if the man is trying
to hide and everything is in his way
[Scared Man:] What you want man? What you want from me?
[Devil:] Your soul!
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