Chuuwee – Cool Groove lyrics

[Intro]
"This world, this world isn't what your accustomed to. Nah nah nah, in this Cool World, you have to be willing to make sacrifice, sudden change, spontaneous improvisation. You gotta be down to lie, pretend, steal even. It's a Cool World. How live are you, buddy?Huh? Answer me that, how live are you?"

[Verse 1]
San Fransisco me and my other half
Bitch bad at the bistro the count of Monte Cristo
Bitch what's rockin' I got it poppin like Crisco
Ain't no other reason for you to be in Sacramento
Smoke a blunt rap for my kinfolk
I'm about to play for all the work that I put in
Oh, Selling everything but the pots, pans, and windows
8 tablet, I'm think I can trade it for some endo
Mendo County I made the trip home safely
And put some shit in the safe
Oh, and they're already sent off
Got that text he said he made it
Then we did a show in Bradford and got faded
Everything I rap is real I'm not playin
I was always into Frieza and Cell I'm not sayin'
Yea, they wanna call you all masons
How funny how people throw stones at secret organizations

[Chorus]
Byooowwwww
How you like me now?
Pull up pushin zones
Bitch, I'm smoking out
Hoe, I'm in the zone
Who gonna take me out?
Who gonna take me off?
Who gone sit me down?
Colder than a flurry in Alaska it's a drought
I'm the only nigga tippin' sippin' from the spout
It's almost prohibition I get it from down south
Who gone take me off?
Who gone sit me down? Who?

[Verse 2]
High times nig-gro
Pull up in that all red Nissan (skkrrt)
Peace sign nigga we out the mento
On our way to Diego, she do what I say so
Closer to the border currency exchanging pesos
I lay low, stack my Pringles, eat my potatoes
And skateboard so PD's don't get me for my jayo
Hardflip, pressure flip, I know how to skate, hoe
And if they pull up blurpin' I look like the perfect scapegoat
Escape I'm in that grey coupe, Grey Poupon
You shop on Groupon, I poop on you gay ass broads
In a world of cartoons full of fake ass frauds
Where they all wanna be something that they fake ass not
I be higher than an astronaut
My apartment is like a castle, call it Camelot
Like I'm King Arthur and my queen gonna give me head a lot
Pussy, weed, and money all I care about
Don't ask about my where abouts

[Chorus]
Byooowwwww
How you like me now?
Pull up pushin zones
Bitch, I'm smoking out
Hoe, I'm in the zone
Who gonna take me out?
Who gonna take me off?
Who gone sit me down?
Colder than a flurry in Alaska it's a drought
I'm the only nigga tippin' sippin' from the spout
It's almost prohibition I get it from down south
Who gone take me off?
Who gone sit me down? Who?