Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - I'm Fly (Original Version) lyrics

Why? (cause I'm fly) It's not a lie (cause I'm fly) [ verse 1 ] I just ride around town in my caddy seville Lookin buff, pockets stuffed with a grin on my grill Rollin up my tinted windows, raise my antenna Cause I'm not only fly, but I'm a big bred winner Girls in bikinis in my back seat As I'm doin 95 down a one-way street Got proof that I paid for everything I bought So if a cop tries to stop me, i'ma take him to court Jump out my big car puffin on a cigar Make my girls wait on the corner while I step in the bar First I walk through the door then I ( *spitting sound* ) spit on the floor Give some money to the poor, because I always get more Take off my black mink and order a drink My pockets resemble manhattan bank So on my big ropes is a gucci link All the pretty girls wink and I tell em, you stink! Yes, I act so conceited cause I'm a full-breeded Money-makin, not jamaican, and no way that you could beat it No, I won't say hello and I won't say hi And if you ask me why (why? ) cause I'm fly [ verse 2 ] No, I'm not high, like I said, I'm fly Got a natural beauty ma beside my eye I put my friends in a benz, I put my girls in pearls Got the firmest epidermis with the silky curls They call me pretty boy wihtout chips ahoy This 86 audi is my brand-new toy I don't gamble or bet, I just sip on a moët Pull out my new blue bally's and my silk-suit set Got a body like a boxer, the face of a god 'bout as pretty as a bitty, and I still hit hard I carry on like a pimp, I even walk with a limp In a fancy restaurant eatin lobbsters and shrimps I bathe in champagne with a girl named elaine In my jaccuzi with a uzi with suzy and jane The ladies help me undress and start caressin my chest Only big silk sheets on my fat matress Whether with honey or not, I make money a lot I always carry a knot, cause I'm a hi-jackpot The millionaire of the year, and I'm a hell of a guy And if you ask me why (why? ) cause I'm fly It's not a lie (cause I'm fly) [ verse 3 ] Morning velours in gold, another bathrobe I was the sweets of the street when I was 12 years old I never searched for a wife, or worked a day in my life Cause while you're hookin I'll be cookin, lookin sharp as a knife So you can front if you want, cause in a matter of time I'm headed straight for the top, and you'll be all on mine Cause I'm mister spectacular, rich as a bachelor Relax and count stacks as I max in my maxima Fly negro, yes, that's me, bro And when I play celo, I play for a kilo My diamond rings glitter as I steer my almanetta Chillin on my sofa with a dollar sign-sweater The ruler, controller like the ayatollah Snack on renola, then crack a cold cola G rap and polo, your excellency, your highness Just cuss or fuss, and I'll just bust your sinus Countin my cash, plus mount my stash Dump the cigarette ash on low-down trash Marley's car is two-toned, and it's ended with chrome And the bell telephone makes you feel at home So remember kool g rap and his dj polo We're the ones who made 'demo', and we're rockin the show It's not a legend or fiction, it's not no lie And if you ask me why (why? ) cause I'm fly [ marley marl ] Yo yo yo yo.. Kool g, kool g Yo man, tell me every time you walk down the street Why don't those girlies let you walk by Why? (cause I'm fly) Yo yo yo, kool g You're a cool brother, man Got all the girlies on yours Tell me why Tell me why Tell me why (cause I'm fly) Yo, kool g, man You're the flyest brother I know Yo, why you got all the girlies on yours Just tell me why I wanna know why (cause I'm fly) [ variations till end ]