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Cool Me Down

Cut it up. C'mon c'monnnnnnnnnnn. Roscoeeeee
Shawty I'm a baller, a big shot caller. If I give em 10 digits best believe I'm gon call her. Shots of tall glass of water. I'm hotter than a sauner. I think I'm feenin for her, so shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. (I'm burnin up) Cool me downnnnnnnn. Shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. Cool me downnnnnnnn. Me down me down me down.

Mrs Aquafina, hi it's nice to meet ya. Been standin cross the room, admirin ya feature. And all I'm thinkin bout is the things that I wanna teach ya. And I'm a say I think you're a very exotic creature. Wanna do some freaky things to you. Make a name for you. If you was a dollar girl I'd make some change for you. You was sent from heaven let me be ya angel food. And we gon do everything we was made to do.

Let it go, I may ball alot but that is not my ammo. Tryna get some air from between your lips like my nickname was nintendo. I'm going for the first so you know that my team don't end slow. I'm all over your hard drive just call me new window.

Shawty I'm a baller, a big shot caller. If I give em 10 digits best believe I'm gon call her. Shots of tall glass of water. I'm hotter than a sauner. I think I'm feenin for her, so shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. (I'm burnin up) Cool me downnnnnnnn. Shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. Cool me downnnnnnnn. Me down me down me down.

Oh my god! She's bad. She's hotter than California and I really want her ass. So I grabbed her by the hand asked her if she had a man. She said mmm I don't know so I said let's make plans. And she is hotter than an oven I am cooler than a fan. She never been a groupie so you can't call her a fan. I be droppin bands like my name was no hands. She cool a nigga down and she do it with no hands. I'm the man. She call my phone like C-C-C-C-Calio. Don't want it on your bed so just meet me on your patio. So I hit the patio, gladly hoe. St-st-st-stopped by then I passed a hoe. I'm sicker than your average though.

Shawty I'm a baller, a big shot caller. If I give em 10 digits best believe I'm gon call her. Shots of tall glass of water. I'm hotter than a sauner. I think I'm feenin for her, so shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. (I'm burnin up) Cool me downnnnnnnn. Shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. Cool me downnnnnnnn. Me down me down me down.

I'm burnin up. Hotter than the sauna. My persona got me blowin where I wanna nigga. Ten digits best she call damn that glass tall. I'm talkin five star bitch that's a bad broad. And I'm a bad boy, and I like bad things. Been a baller bet I give your bitch hood dreams. Now come and cool me down. My checka loose brown. We passin fruity around, she wet enough to fuckin drown. That ass nice and round. I tell her scrub the ground. She throw it back and I catch it no pitcher's now. Boy I'm all turned up gon and mix me down. That's two 2's and a nine but I'm inked down.

Shawty I'm a baller, a big shot caller. If I give em 10 digits best believe I'm gon call her. Shots of tall glass of water. I'm hotter than a sauner. I think I'm feenin for her, so shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. (I'm burnin up) Cool me downnnnnnnn. Shawty come cool me downnnnnnnn. Cool me downnnnnnnn. Me down me down me down.


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