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Yung-Kc - OK Cool. Lyrics



Yung-Kc - OK Cool. Lyrics




Yeah
(Yeah)

Ok Cool
I got more drip than a pool
N*gga just look at my shoes
Ok Cool (uh)
I never been played like a fool I keep me a tool
Ok Cool
They try to stop me from winning they praying to god that I lose
Ok Cool
All of my n*ggas is with it, all of my n*ggas is goons
Ok Cool

(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Uh)

I cannot hate
No n*gga I don't play
I'm trying to get me a Wraith
I'm trying to live good
Get my momma out the hood
Get her a crib by a lake (uh)
Young n*gga watch what you say
All of my n*ggas they shoot at your face (huh)
Piece of cake
I cannot smoke so I'll pour me a 8
Get the f*ck out my way
When I get a millie I'm breaking the bank
All these n*ggas is fake
They act like they with you but really they hate
So I gotta get low on these n*ggas a
No time to be broke with these n*ggas (yeah)
So I can't have no hope for these n*ggas
You cannot control none of these n*ggas

(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)

Ok Cool
I got more drip than a pool
N*gga just look at my shoes
Ok Cool (uh)
I never been played like a fool I keep me a tool
Ok Cool
They try to stop me from winning they praying to god that I lose
Ok Cool
All of my n*ggas is with it, all of my n*ggas is goons
Ok Cool

Yeah
Okay, Okayyy

(Yeah, woah)

Uncle T play some funky bro
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
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Yeah
(Yeah)

Ok Cool
I got more drip than a pool
N*gga just look at my shoes
Ok Cool (uh)
I never been played like a fool I keep me a tool
Ok Cool
They try to stop me from winning they praying to god that I lose
Ok Cool
All of my n*ggas is with it, all of my n*ggas is goons
Ok Cool

(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Uh)

I cannot hate
No n*gga I don't play
I'm trying to get me a Wraith
I'm trying to live good
Get my momma out the hood
Get her a crib by a lake (uh)
Young n*gga watch what you say
All of my n*ggas they shoot at your face (huh)
Piece of cake
I cannot smoke so I'll pour me a 8
Get the f*ck out my way
When I get a millie I'm breaking the bank
All these n*ggas is fake
They act like they with you but really they hate
So I gotta get low on these n*ggas a
No time to be broke with these n*ggas (yeah)
So I can't have no hope for these n*ggas
You cannot control none of these n*ggas

(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)

Ok Cool
I got more drip than a pool
N*gga just look at my shoes
Ok Cool (uh)
I never been played like a fool I keep me a tool
Ok Cool
They try to stop me from winning they praying to god that I lose
Ok Cool
All of my n*ggas is with it, all of my n*ggas is goons
Ok Cool

Yeah
Okay, Okayyy

(Yeah, woah)

Uncle T play some funky bro
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
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Writer: Casey Mays
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 2:29
Written by: Casey Mays
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