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royal calvin – ll cool lyrics

godd-mn this beat is so beautiful
about to make you push your sh-t back like cuticles
may field yo hoe and bake her
make her feel softer than a freshly baked potatoes
sooner rather than later. draped and dripped versace hoe. d-ck watch yo mouth f-ll-t–
fresh i’m stainless in ur-n-s i plant it like sp-ce needle
seattle watch me saddle up your chick
she ride to town yee haw
yo old hoe tried to f-ck me raw, i told her no old head, me maw pee paw
b-tch i’m from texas i got southern draw, like cartography hoe
far too graphic hoe, like rated r at 10 tears old
this flow so dope make a rapper comatose. just pull through, follow me
this is my philosophy, portray originality til all these n-gg-s follow me
ya father be like that’s that kid i fathered see, you should be more like him
royal the king of the jungle you should roar like him. til you soar like him, and lift ya n-gg-s up until you sore like him
we need more like him, empty out your heart, you should pour like him. til you poor like him, talking spiritually honestly, cause the money keep coming in regardlessly
i’m harvesting every new record like a brand new crop, sending shots at n-gg-s like a brand new cop
you should stop, at a n-gg- like you bouncing at the bar
don’t let em in
it’s far too late night david letterman
these n-gg-s lesser than a n-gg-s with no letterman junior varsity
you got a number but you don’t really count, dracula, might have to put my fangs in you like an acura
that was racist. but once upon a time we sat the back of the bus, so if i cuss. just venting out my frustration
from hate against my race and i been jammin’ sh-t just to be frank sinatra i got you in my web, charlotte’s head, i’m old school. ka-tra-nata
try hard not to let me father, you, i’m thru, cause all of that sh-t was just play play
from here on out its just slay slay
no more games no playstation
this that late night coolin’ at the stash spot, call of duty x box til you want your ex box, call her up try to get your ex back, now ya new girl and ya x-box
tell em’ both suck it, degeneration x pac
this that sh-t that make you pop lock like gone in sixty seconds these other n-gg-s got you nicholas caged
did you get the reference? nah, thought i was dead, like the revnant? nah, n-gg- this a seance
call the reverend. y’all x2

chorus

royal dude, we need more like you, they need to be more like, new. we don’t really care what they shoot, deliver us from evil like ll cool. x2

- royal calvin lyrics

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