Kool G Rap & DJ Polo - I'm Fly 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 Mo 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 jac'causei 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 ]