[Verse 1: Dizzle Morrison]
Ay, I’m cool, chilling like an iced drink
Feeling flyer every time that my eyes blink
I know I’m cold, I don’t care what you guys think
Stepped into a pool and it turned into an ice rink
Let the hotties ice skate while you wait for them
Adding threads to Dizzle Morrison hate forums
Girls Love to have fun and I hate boredom
So my jimmy stays strapped up like the 8th Jordan
They tell me that my swag so chill and I rap so ill
Sick of wack rappers well I have a cold pill
But a major side effect is severe cold chills
Freeze, be, still...
Yup, yup I’m cool like that
I’m most comparable to a new ice pack
I bet your head swells hearing new guys rap
But here’s something cold to remove all that
[Pre-Chorus:]
So just chill and relax
You want real
I’ve got your back
So let them haters keep chewing
Biting all of our movements
Hoping that it makes them hot
While what, while I’m cooling
[Chorus]
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And shooting some B-ball outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And shooting some B-ball outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And flirting with the honeys outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And flirting with the honeys outside of the school
[Verse 2: Dizzle Morrison]
All the hate don’t trouble me
I’m cooler than the tapioca balls in bubble tea
Trying to walk in my shoes you gone probably need double the feet
It’s like A-cups in a bra for double-d’s
What that means is You’re gonna need a swag implant
To get to where I’m at it’s a long distance
From where you are now you have the strongest chance
Of being cool by joining my strongest fans
Man, I ain’t cocky, I’m in the cockpit
Letting you ride coach while I lead this fly shit
My style and pizzazz is something to mesh with
Probably never be the king, but you can be the fresh prince
Since I’m gassed and run on over-filled tanks
My flow is money, so money I fill-up banks
That was cold right like Fairbanks, Alaska
If they ask you tell them I say
[Pre-Chorus:]
Chill, and relax
You want real
I’ve got your back
So let them haters keep chewing
Biting all of our movements
Hoping that it makes them hot
While what, while I’m cooling
[Chorus]
Ay, I’m cool, chilling like an iced drink
Feeling flyer every time that my eyes blink
I know I’m cold, I don’t care what you guys think
Stepped into a pool and it turned into an ice rink
Let the hotties ice skate while you wait for them
Adding threads to Dizzle Morrison hate forums
Girls Love to have fun and I hate boredom
So my jimmy stays strapped up like the 8th Jordan
They tell me that my swag so chill and I rap so ill
Sick of wack rappers well I have a cold pill
But a major side effect is severe cold chills
Freeze, be, still...
Yup, yup I’m cool like that
I’m most comparable to a new ice pack
I bet your head swells hearing new guys rap
But here’s something cold to remove all that
[Pre-Chorus:]
So just chill and relax
You want real
I’ve got your back
So let them haters keep chewing
Biting all of our movements
Hoping that it makes them hot
While what, while I’m cooling
[Chorus]
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And shooting some B-ball outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And shooting some B-ball outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And flirting with the honeys outside of the school
Chilling out maxing relaxing all cool
And flirting with the honeys outside of the school
[Verse 2: Dizzle Morrison]
All the hate don’t trouble me
I’m cooler than the tapioca balls in bubble tea
Trying to walk in my shoes you gone probably need double the feet
It’s like A-cups in a bra for double-d’s
What that means is You’re gonna need a swag implant
To get to where I’m at it’s a long distance
From where you are now you have the strongest chance
Of being cool by joining my strongest fans
Man, I ain’t cocky, I’m in the cockpit
Letting you ride coach while I lead this fly shit
My style and pizzazz is something to mesh with
Probably never be the king, but you can be the fresh prince
Since I’m gassed and run on over-filled tanks
My flow is money, so money I fill-up banks
That was cold right like Fairbanks, Alaska
If they ask you tell them I say
[Pre-Chorus:]
Chill, and relax
You want real
I’ve got your back
So let them haters keep chewing
Biting all of our movements
Hoping that it makes them hot
While what, while I’m cooling
[Chorus]
( Dizzle Morrison )
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