Cool On You Lyrics

Tell me what you want from me

I be trippin i ain't really used to company yea

Can't even get no love from me

Ah why they always want something from me?

So I fall back like nigga im coo

Coo on you

Coo on you and coo on you (oh im coo you)

Yea im Cool on you (cool on you)

And I drive them fast ass cars yea

Shawty wanna fuck with a rich ass nigga

Spending all my money on this thick ass stripper

I aint tricking on shit I tell my homies go hit her

A niggas mack game crazy bang a hoe and then forget her

When im chillin by myself I be fucking up this liquor

I don't need nobody else gotta crop em out the picture

Cause I know them niggas hating on me

oh tell why they wanna hate on me ?

ooh be real with me and ill be real with you (be real with you)

I don't want to talk cause im n to in the mood

When im chilling myself I be fucking up this liquor

I don't need nobody else gotta crop em out the picture

Cause I know them niggas hating on me (Marquee)

ooh tell me why they want to hate on me

Cause I pull up in that brand new benz (new Benz)

And they want to get in with they friends (lets go)

Come with your girls ill come with my guys

Y'all could pull up at the crib it'll be a good surprise

Yea I know why niggas hating on me

Cause I fuck the hoes they want to fuck

It aint nun much

They just like the way I run it up

Get a bag and then I double up no time to cuddle up

Real bag chaser I gotta go get it

Baby call me Michael Jordan I been balling for a minute (I been balling for a minute)

I be sliding by myself don't need no niggas on this mission

Shawty talking bout she love me like lil baby is you trippin

Yea you gotta treat me different

You can't treat me regular there's diamonds in my pendant

I dont got no time for drama I get money for a living

But please know I got it on me if you trippin

Tell me what you want from me

I be trippin I aint really used to company yea

Can't even get no love from me

Why they always want something from me

So I fall back like nigga im coo

Coo on you

Coo on you and coo on you

Coo on you

Coo on you

Shawty wanna fuck with a rich ass nigga

Spending all my money on this thick ass stripper

I aint tricking on shit I tell my homies go hit her

A nigga mack game crazy bang a hoe and then forget her

When im chillin by myself I be fucking up this liquor

I don't need nobody else gotta crop em out the picture

Cause I know them niggas hating on me

Tell me why they wanna hate on me ?

Written By ; Jay Marquee