Kool Lyrics

Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Oh, Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Backseat of the Cadillac

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Homegirl said she had a rack attack

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tried to counteract that cataracts

And the little green devil really tried to bite back

Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Oh, Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Sittin' shotgun in a Pontiac

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Feet on my dash and the head knocked back (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gotta turn it up to our favorite track

It's Killing Me Softly Roberta Flack

(Ohhhhh)

You guys got to learn to relax, man!

You're way too uptight!

(Ohhhhh)

I know what you need

You gotta wait for it

You gotta wait for the Kool

You gotta wait for the Kool!

Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Oh, Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Little man Johnny hit a dirty bag

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Forty-two pounds of the border shwag

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tried to haul it in, got popped by a badge

It's life in the slammer, no turning back

Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Oh, Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Lebo Jenkins is a friend of mine

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Wild young man did a little time

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Climbed a couple rocks to clear his mind

Now he spends everyday on a mountainside

Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Oh, Wait for the Kool in the summertime

Have you heard about Cheech?

He's a crazy dude

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

He'll paint your clothes or sell ya shoes

(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Don't like pills or evening news

But I mean it when I say he really paid his dues