hooligan chase - cool hand luke lyrics
let’s be honest
she just want some diamonds
my main intention really, to be treated like the finest
all i know’s addition, they ain’t teach me how to minus
i hit you like the booger+sugar going up a sinus
hey, mama taught me elbow’s off the table
you run off on the plug, and you’ll be trippin’ on the cable
50 on the jockey, let the stallion out the stable
chase his own boss and hooligan is the label
2014, we was chilly at the bus stop
2016, i was trippin’, gettin’ much top
i’m the type to fill it to thе brim, and let the cup drop
girls just wanna get a littlе loose, make their b+tts’ pop
walk out on your mans’, he ain’t worth about+a box top
heard he got you watchin’ hulu on a mobile hotspot
i’m nothin’ but the net, he can live with all the blocked shots
i’m no minuteman, you can time me on a stopwatch (woo, okay)
minuteman
i’m no minuteman (that ain’t me)
come on over, only women can
beaver boy, i don’t give a dam’ (i don’t)
it’s cool i’m paid, but that wasn’t in the plan (it’s cool)
i love it, i did for the hustle (yeah)
cajun be the season, crab legs with the mussels
i+i thought we was f+ckin’, but it’s feelin’ like a tussle
a birdie in the nest, got your feathers gettin’ rustled (ooh+wee)
pop a cork, twist a cap off a bottle (and then what?)
drink until you get to tomorrow (and then what?)
reach into my pocket, and you’ll get your hand stuck
she get the funny bone, she’ll sign up for stand+up
i’m sure you’ll start some drama lil’ b+tch
i’m coolin’ watchin’ the sopranos, eatin’ ramen and sh+t
i ain’t lookin’ at your wifey
boy, your mama is thick
i feel like bubba wallace, look at my speedometer b+tch, yeah
c+c+cuttin’ up fruit
in a robe, and some house shoes
don’t know what you said
i’m just watchin’ your mouth move
notches, on the bedpost
what does that mouth do?
i wanna find out, i got a feelin’ i’m ’bout to
cool hand luke, i’m on the lam wit’ it
you still huggin’ your shorty
she let my mans’ hit it
spent a day on the beach, she made us sandwiches
need a name for the album, might the fans pick it
haha, yeah
and i had a glass of wine in my hand while i did this
it was a+, some pinot
i normally drink the red wine, the cabernet but+
this was+, this all i had
and your b+tch was hittin’ me up
she said you went big time, you ain’t replyin’
i said, “b+tch i’m in the stewart”
i’m in the stewie griff right now, you feel me?
hahaha
i’m+, you know what i’m sayin’
i’m rappin’ raps
i got work to do
yeah, uh+huh
yeah, uh+huh
yeah, haha
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