THE COOL KIDS

THE COOL KIDS - The Light Company lyrics

rate me

I'm In The Best Shape Of Life

Me Rapping With These Kids Is Like Racing A Bike

Against A Man With One Kick On Until The Lights Flick On

They Kick Us Out The Party Then Give Me My Car Keys

We Come In Peace

We Don't Mean To Cause You No Harm Cause

But I Can Go Off Like An Alarm Does

If It Comes To That, Trust I Wouldn't Do That

Cause I'm The New Cat Digging In Cans In The Alleyway

Fuck Simon You Should Do What Mikey Say

And Mikey Says About Now You Should Be Bopping Yo Head

About Damn Time To, Took Fools All God Damn Day To Figure Out The I'll Shit That We Be Into

Take Step Inside My Mental, People I Be Thinking Bout

People Can Deceive You If You Leave Em With Ya Bank Account

Wide Open, Keep ya Eyes Open, and Ya Wallet In Ya Front Pocket

Let's Smoke The Blunt Still An Option

But In My Suede Moccasins, They Mocking Em

They Rocking Imitations So They Can Duplicate The Shit That I Be Laced In

The Dali Lama Like Two Types Can Never Bond

But Like Vintage North Faces On The Faces Of Ya Favorites

Put Ya Hands Up In The Air If Ya

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Like Ya Never Cared Nigga

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Fold It Up, Put It In Ya Pocket Ya Wallet

Ya Bet A Couple Dollars If The Party Keeps Rocking

Hands Up In The Air If Ya

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Like Ya Never Cared Nigga

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Fold It Up, Put It In Ya Pocket Ya Wallet

Ya Bet A Couple Dollars If The Party Keeps Rocking

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

I'm Bout Three Feet Taller Than Some New Deep Water

Call A Nigga Down, Then She Cyst To The Mind

The I'll Lysp Has A List

Your Not In It, There's The Line

He Is I and I Am Him

It's My Main Man Mikey

I'm Real Nice Try Me If You Want To

I Be Walking Bulldogs To The Parties In These New Flights

Telling Sucka Niggas What They Can't Do Right

Now Write Down Now The Game Plan, I'm Cutting Lights Out

Putting Fires Out, In My Chevrolet Truck

Don't Put Them Hands Down, Unless You Pick Me Something Up

Hurry Up, Call The Barber Up

Get Ya Sides Faded Up

You Lose For The Season Then Ya Neck Gets Tapered Up

Sharper Than A Paper Cut, Paper Up

Nigga Or Sharper Than Cherry Soup

Boppers Getting Tailored

What The Father Say To The Daughter Who Dig Me

He's Ridiculous, But Probably The Best You've Seen

Put Ya Hands Up In The Air If Ya

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Like Ya Never Cared Nigga

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Fold It Up, Put It In Ya Pocket Ya Wallet

Ya Bet A Couple Dollars If The Party Keeps Rocking

Hands Up In The Air If Ya

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Like Ya Never Cared Nigga

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Fold It Up, Put It In Ya Pocket Ya Wallet

Ya Bet A Couple Dollars If The Party Keeps Rocking

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

Hold Em Up, Hold Em Up

Roll It Up, Roll It Up

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