Keeng Cut - Screw Cool lyrics

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Keeng Cut - Screw Cool lyrics

Yae (repeats 15x) Oh (repeats 4x) Oops (repeats 6x) Uggh VERSE Well it's Keeng Cut I'm right on time/ Bout to come f** it up with some sh** on my mind/ I was thinkin' something cool for playas on they grind/ Or the ladies with they window down tippin' that Pine/ Or Cincinnati foreign car or a caddy/ Play it like my esé patna in Chevy truck or Navi-/ Gator f** a hater cuz they got too much time on they hand/ I'm too cool in my town you can call me a fan/ The way I breeze by chokin' on something you not/ Tryna make it to the spot without seeing a cop/ Break a coppa off smooth when I get in my groove/ Thinkin' he gon' pull me over watch the Keeng get loose/ Like a 'rari F430 with the F1 tranny/ Tryna put Glover in this broad got her callin' me Dannyyyyyy/ Real brothas wear rubbers yea that's a fact/ In the lane gettin' felatio seat-back-Screw Cool/ HOOK FnF yae that's Favored n Flavored get you some ni**a I'M SCREW COOL SCREW COOL COOL COOL COOL Gotta be in ya and not on ya uggh VERSE Take a trip to my town come on slide with me/ Call me Khampa Trillman or Keeng C-U-T/ That's the name that I got waaay back in the gap/ When boys used to rock the Malcom X snapback cap/ Before they took Bandfields or knocked down Osage/ Playas rollin' trues and vogues wasn't thinkin' bout bladez/ Pops had the gold lac with the peanut bu*ter guts/ Solid gold struts knockin' down s*uts/ Open-faced golds no princess cuts/ Ain't no tellin' how much bread my old man done touched/ Remember playas rockin' joggin' suits with fanny packs on waistline/ Carphone and beepers nah I ain't waste time/ Tryna be like Mike I wannabe like 'them'/ Nice car, big home, rockin' Kangol brim/ Pinky rang, piece n chain, clothes fresh up out the cleaners/ Ima muhf**in' Jim peep my playa a** demeanor I'M SCREW COOL!/ HOOK OH, OH LORD (repeats 5x) oh ni**a I'M SCREW COOL SCREW COOL COOL COOL COOL Yae VERSE Late night I be tippin' behind the wheel grippin'/ Smokin' but I as it sippin' this game'll have you trippin'/ I'm flippin' bout to make my last stop for the night/ Keepin' my eye on devil's wanna put that stop on my light/ The game ain't for everybody and so is the truth/ Put the real in they face and watch the game n***as poof/ I love all my bros and we stay on our toes/ Young kings on the scene and keep a clean nose/ We all think the same and we anti lame/ Every convo that we have stay flooded with game/ I'm blessed and highly favored stay fresh and highly flavored/ My clothes is all tailored I keep bu*ter on my tators/ I stay away from them fables yea them storybook playas/ Wanna wear my playa clothes them n***as is imitaters/ Better yet emulaters but never could simulate us/ Wanna disintegrate us but in they dreams they couldn't fade us I'm SCREW COOL! Yae/