Is it Kool? lyrics

by

DJ Quik


Is it cool to f*ck?
(b*tch, whatcha wanna do)
If not just suck
(di*k sold for a nickel)

[Verse 1]
Baby tell me is it cool to touch me before we room it up
Do you need the strawberry booms to f*ck
Cut up the tunes and bump
What up my name is Yukmouth
But that don't mean I eat the pus*y hole and butt out
Or you could get the f*ck out my vehic
Cause, eating your pus*y I can't see it
A million other b*tches I could be wit
Believe it, see it ain't allowed in the Lexo
Don't talk that way
I'll drop your ass half a block away from the ghetto
With the club via Freak Nasty
Debbie doesn't but drinking n*ggas bubble up Freak Nasty
Pass me that baggy of doe doe
Global conversation on the mo mo, dig this

If you would like to blow the endo
Lets go Holiday Inn in the ego
Open the no smoke out the window
Roll back to back when I'm in on my business
Is it cool to f*ck?
(b*tch, whatcha wanna do)
If not just suck
(di*k sold for a nickel)

[Verse 2]
Billy, put your seatbelt on
I ain't got no bills
Plus once up the ass and the streets full of Tash
(I just shake my ass) that ain't gonna work
But it will for me, let's see, pull up your skirt
Let me feel the monkey, it kinda smells
You fine but you gotta take a shower at the 'tel
Lets skate, blaze the hep, crack the Henny, here, hit that
Don't, that's a no, give it back
Damn, you ever met a b*tch that need a muzzle
I got some gin in the back you can guzzle
By the way what's your motherf*ckin name?
(You forgot already?) sh*t, I just cross reference with game
Change your train of thought
I was taught to speak now and ask questions later
Cause b*tches quick to catch the vapors

Is it cool to f*ck?
(b*tch, whatcha wanna do)
If not just suck
(di*k sold for a nickel)
Tell me whats up
Is it cool to f*ck?
Tell me whats up
Is it cool to f*ck?

[Verse 3]
Baby tell me is it cool to f*ck
But you already knowin
Its 5 o'clock in the mornin
Where the f*ck you think we going yet b*tch
Get blunted and beep
How we creep in Vineto 600 this week though

Sit your asses
Look at mesmorizes eyes that twinkle
b*tches astounded by the Chinese and Peroneco
Hey you, hit the shower
Towels in the back, check it
And when you done bring your ass out here

Surround by sounds coming out the walls
My little freak nasty b*tch start coming out her drawers
And all and all
She like to eat di*k, a can of balls and her jaws
Go down the chimney with Santa Clause
Where's my b*tch? Three plus one equals four
Naked motherf*ckers, big orgies on the floor
b*tches knees sore, rug burns, broken lamp shades
What a party these tramps made

Is it cool to f*ck?
(b*tch, whatcha wanna do)
If not just suck
(di*k sold for a nickel)

Tell me whats up
Is it cool to f*ck?
Tell me whats up
Is it cool to f*ck?

Is it cool to f*ck?
(b*tch, whatcha wanna do)
If not just suck
(di*k sold for a nickel)
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