Camp Lo - Coolie High is Life lyrics

Now if you in ya legend, shoot this up to ten
The airways belong to disciple
And the boy Cheeb-Lin
First digest the heat from My toaster, blast!
Cotton can last, on your block, bout to class

Yeah, diggin' on the sheeba
Tappin' on the Cheeba
Singin' A1 sustan', cotton, you want nothin'
The ass whippin' ain't feel it
When it kick in
Never juggled satin, Coolie-coated Camp Lo
Coolie High is how I pump
When the convinsa's in my clutch
Your burdened one sung and then hush
Hollywood

The rude awakenin'
How much notes are we rakin' in?
The more we vision
You ain't fit for this division
So put the Spliss on it
Tell ya Foxy put her lips on It
It's murder one when the stones on it

I was tryna tell ya now
To cop a hill from the 3 o'clock and
Sum'n tap will it happen when you fall sat'n?
No counterfeit, neva dug the sound of it, Lo
Cold twisted out, razor candy-cut, what
Them Sugar Streets where the
Hustle-pros 'n cats meet
My Camp lookin' like Flinn about to boogie in

It's our Seeba-Sugar Wars
Tryna landscape pleasure i face the North
And the North face bubble feather
Stone Trife, Jungle-Knife
Diamond Crook Campus
Destined for Sugar City and
We coppin' Willie's Hampus

Coolie High gotcha wide
Coolie High keeps ya wide
Coolie High gotcha wide
Coolie High keeps ya wide
Coolie High wants ya wide

Once the heater's on
You know that mean the war chief's in
Meltin' ice grills from the Ace
Boon and Mac 10
Eldorado R and a sparklin' Chevrolin'
All the dusaks, until the c notes pack in

And ain't no such thing as 3 o'clock
I cruise the block in my snorkel
A Thailand swang, six figures I'm tryna see
A song coastin'
Sippin' on some Cleopatra potion
Got me tipsy
Waitin' for some sugar rain to hit me
This is livin', screeching though the cracks
Of Hell's Kitchen talkin' dynamite slang
In my wheels while I'm brick pitchin'

Check the crumb-crusher charol
Suga love out of sight
Double-murder block bust
Geechi Gray airtight
And the War Chief pullin'
The ol' Brown suga-con
Through the doorway of Suga
Hit the stairway and down (Dig It)

I can dig It, can you dig it? Diamonds Glow
Geechi stay fresh in the flesh-diced fro
We ThunderCats
It's all about stashin' the coffee
Butter drippin' off me
I talk it like I walk it
On Uptown grounds Jungle-Champ compounds
Where the Law's always found
And War Chief run the town

The last cards was dealt
So is the last hander