Kool A.D. - Shot Caller (Freestyle) lyrics

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Kool A.D. - Shot Caller (Freestyle) lyrics

[Kool AD: check it out] Yo, you mad at this Blowing hash, looking at buildings, feeling magnanimous The kid stacked up In magazines, banana clips Mathematics flip digits no abacus Slash half-African Play it for your mans an'dem Arrest kids play high-top fades, man on the plague, the chest lit (?) The best in the chest, the rib cage The birds sing, this that and a third thing Early; 7:30 Words will never hurt me The kevvy in the purse dirty The baby daddy, the feddy, the japer? For y'all square booties... Who's smoother than bare coochie? Are you stupid? It's rare movie DNA Cee-Lo switched seeds in my hair coolie PMA I'm ego, it's me and I'm where you be Drop rubies, like dookie It's all Louie Louie it's all good; It's all groovy It's all gooey Oowee oowee LL Coolie Sue me American daydream machine up in the limousine So post-guillotine Imagine all the Troy Davis's and James Dean's Baby's like maybe it's the same thing Nah though, Pablo Escobar, Pablo Pica**o The rest go hard Me, I go farther Y'all know (?? Spanish... ??) Hotel sweet; bathroom floor made of marble My car go slow, like escargo Go though, oh no, no no, n-n-n-no I didn't just really but I did though Who the kid? Kool AD, the kid go Navigation in the navigator Quid Pro Quo, skip rope - no The kid so pro, it's so cold The cookie jar lid so closed Raise the rookie bar, give no more Let me live though, yo Put me in coach, I'm ready Yo 9/10 of these haters is never ready Remember me like John Lennon and Let it Be Better yet, remember me like Heavy D Bread so thorough, check the pedigree West to the East in the bread I'm the yeast check the recipe Eat the beat up once, nah they want a "best of three" Yes, please, test me Young S.A.T I'm the best, they be Less than that, pay me Kool A.D...