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tee makaveli – coolin’ lyrics

[ intro ]
yeah
you see what i’m on
tee makaveli , 0064

[ bridge + hook ]
pull up to the strip
you know its lit
i got that dope on me ( dat dope )
i juss popped a zip
you know it’s hittin’
bro roll that joint for me ( roll dat )
gang up in the cut and best believe that they gon blow for me
me and my n-ggas is winning and ya n-ggas is still o for 3 ( ya n-ggas losing )
bro and dem poppin’ them xans ( xannies )
bro and dem countin’ them bands ( racks )
while n-ggas watching and plotting
and worried about my plans ( sacks )
i’m juss coolin’ on the block smokin’ dope wit my mans ( coolin’ )
i’m juss coolin’ on the block smokin’’ dope with my mans

[ verse 1 ]
pullin’ on this loud , got me clouded
yeah i’m zooted up ( zooted )
d-mn my phone dead , plug it in
gotta boot it up ( charge dat )
phone ringin’ , oh dat scrawny said she wanna f-ck
throw my 12’s on , french blues , gotta lace em up
told bro slide through with the coupe ( droptop )
you know he through back the roof ( droptoppp )
you know what i’m finna do
finna pull up to her room (smashdat )
hit her block then i pop out ( yeah )
chain swinging with the rocks out ( bling )
she open the door
i’m saying “w-ssup , who in the crib?”
she say ” its juss us ” ( lemme in )
we head to her room
she take it all off
the look in her eyes ( its mine )
she saying it yours
springs in the bed , they going bezerk
she yelling and screaming , i’m puttin’ in work
she bouncing that -ss , she making it twerk
i give her some rounds then i’m back to the block ( i needed that ) she gave me some top now it’s back to the block (she gave me dat )

[ verse 2 + altered hook ]
next day , wake up
time to cake up ( cash )
hit my line if you need that 8th bro ( 3.5s )
hit my line , i need that face hoe ( top )
get dressed , back to the road
uptown ,white plains road ( 2 line )
time to make a couple moves ( majin ) see what majin boutta do
hit up drills , he in the ubs (-ski )
lito with the big 4 ( .45 ) so you know he’s included
he keep that weapon , it’s always secluded (tucked)
ain’t no trynna scr-p , f-ck that hand to hand combat ( ain’t no fighting )
oh you ya brought gang , mines finna aim where they minds at ( send shots to they face )
slide up in that big body , n-gga f-ck a lil pontiac
pull up he wanna shake , but i fry dat body with that big mac. ( shake machine broke )
thought i was mcdonalds , handing out combos to they b-tch -ss ( hand em out )
but f-ck that drill sh-t rn we on some chill sh-t ( coolin’ )
coolin’ countin’ cash , smokin’ dope with my bros ( coolin’ )
i’m juss coolin’ on the block smokin’ dope with my bros ( coolin’ )

you know how dat go
p-ss dat lighter bro ( p-ss dat ) …. good looks

- tee makaveli lyrics

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