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kooley high - drop a dime (if they get on) lyrics

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[intro: charlie smarts]
that next level sh-t
it’s all good
it’s just your old -ss won’t let me go past
so gotta do that new throwbacks

[chorus: charlie smarts]
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on
somebody gotta save their souls
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on, if they get on
if they get on

[verse 1: charlie smarts]
you made the news? well now you got an un-announcement
we taking over, wow i’m a-f-cking-stounded
you stuck to the shelves like 12s
cause this is what i does, but you doesn’t count it
you know you love my sounding
but you make them say “uhhh” like you wasn’t ‘bout it
and ladies say my tongue arouse them
you sweeter than a peach, i bet you got some fuzz around it
and now they wanna up and down them
and hold them under blouses
until i’m f-cking drowning
but shoutout if you love your spouses
even if you’ve got no hoes like upper hostess
if you do i wanna make you proud then
i guarantee that the sl-ts will crowd in
and right now your home is macaulay
my show, mike and molly
you can say we got a ton of talent
you hear what we coming out with
so run into your houses or run it where your mouth is
it’s like, you know what we doing man
just gimme the keys to the car, let me drive

[chorus: charlie smarts]
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on
somebody gotta save their souls
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on, if they get on
if they get on

[verse 2: tab-one]
it goes, lions, tigers, bears, oh my
i’m flying higher, there go i
flowing in the sky like a balloon moon
shining brighter than a sunflower in full bloom
used to be that fruit loop now we on mp
used to be that tricycle now we on ten-speeds
my pen bleeds, looseleaves, kicking it bruce lee
i’m living profusely and feeling belushi
blues brothers, mad cause my crew ooze b-tter
the margin they give men, they making margarine to utter
artificial, my art arcs to hit you
whether short or long range, on aim to get you
take brains and tissues, state names and issues
make lanes for making a change with no pistols
i’m pete maravich behind the back p-ss
didn’t see it til we laid it off the back gl-ss
homie that’s that, still claim [?]
up north but love down south like daddy fat sax
we the outcasts, kooley high
what you know about that?

[chorus]
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on
somebody gotta save their souls
these little kids done lost they minds
so i’m gonna drop a dime
if they get on, if they get on
if they get on



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