Ces Cru, Joey Cool - Off The Hook lyrics
[Ces Cru, Joey Cool - Off The Hook lyrics]
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Last thing I recall was I was
Turned up with the DJ
Pat shot, another Pat shot
Passed out for like three days
Woke up to an orgy
Like poor me and I couldn't look
Came to my senses
Got naked and it was off the hook
I took uppers in that attic
Downers in that basement
Fell into the sheet rock
(sheet rock) , left a wall with my face print
But don't trip 'cause it ain't shit
I keep a doctor on speed dial
Xannies in my back pocket
And Adderall in my weed pouch
Yeah, I'm off the hook, try
Again later, scratch surface, then layer
Speak backwards sin prayer
I'm Ray or John Mayer
City on lock like I'm mayor
Hit the bomb drop, bet I'm there
Trigger up on top, respond flare
AKA your mom's lair
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!
Wanna hop in, 'cause I got them off top
When it come to the chopping
Spin 'em in a hot wind
In the pocket when I clock in
And there ain't no other option
'Cause, I rhyme sick and y'all high-pitched
Sounding like shit or like first gear
With the gas down, and that's not the look
Ces off the hook, it's y'all worst fear
Now the world hears that I won't stop
But, I can't stop, I can't quit now
Got girls here in that same spot
With them tank tops and their tit's out
Had a daydream that we made
Out and then made off you got dicked down
I swear to God if I squint hard
It's like Baywatch in this bitch now, ah!
Running with the main boss another day off
I'm like "which town?" I gotta sit down
I stake off and my Jane boss
And my pitch loud and I, ugh
Smoke it on stage
I don't give a fuck if it's allowed
Light up your blunt, that's if you're proud
Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see
Some they pay and some they go
Some complain and some they boast
Some people really do things and
Others saying some they wrote
Double dutchin' sayin' nothin'
Fucking playing, jumping rope
My shit bumping, type amazing find your way
Ya compass broke hold up, hello?
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!
I was just minding my business
I wasn't in it
I don't know what happened, dog
I was sipping Jacky D
And next thing I know they offended
Hold up, just give me a minute
Admit that I was drinking like
I was chasing a pendant
They gave me a shot of Patrón
A shot of crown and Hennessy
Don't make no sense to me
I don't know what the fuck has gotten into me
Niggas bugging tryna make me the enemy
Nothing compare to try to drain my energy
Fuck what you doin', Joey Cool an entity
Ain’t slowing down and I
Ain’t showing sympathy
We ain't related, homie, you ain't kin to me
Amateur hour, you gotta be kidding me
Look at me, dog, you're girl probably into me
You don't want problems, well it a be it a be
Curtain calls and that’s night night
Off the hook like that dial tone
Got me feeling like fight night
Make a path for them wild ones
I'm like hold up, nigga, hold up
Which one of y'all finna roll up?
'Cause this bitch ain't finna be popping here
Until me and my crew come showing up
A nigga off the chain, off
The walls, off the ropes, ho off the hook
We get looked at an awful lot
And your ass just get awful looks
That's the shit that I'm talkin' 'bout
They're like "Coolie, man, you just rolling
Bruh?" get used to this dope shit
'cause that's that shit I'm known for ow!
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!
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Calling is a private number and can
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Last thing I recall was I was
Turned up with the DJ
Pat shot, another Pat shot
Passed out for like three days
Woke up to an orgy
Like poor me and I couldn't look
Came to my senses
Got naked and it was off the hook
I took uppers in that attic
Downers in that basement
Fell into the sheet rock
(sheet rock) , left a wall with my face print
But don't trip 'cause it ain't shit
I keep a doctor on speed dial
Xannies in my back pocket
And Adderall in my weed pouch
Yeah, I'm off the hook, try
Again later, scratch surface, then layer
Speak backwards sin prayer
I'm Ray or John Mayer
City on lock like I'm mayor
Hit the bomb drop, bet I'm there
Trigger up on top, respond flare
AKA your mom's lair
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!
Wanna hop in, 'cause I got them off top
When it come to the chopping
Spin 'em in a hot wind
In the pocket when I clock in
And there ain't no other option
'Cause, I rhyme sick and y'all high-pitched
Sounding like shit or like first gear
With the gas down, and that's not the look
Ces off the hook, it's y'all worst fear
Now the world hears that I won't stop
But, I can't stop, I can't quit now
Got girls here in that same spot
With them tank tops and their tit's out
Had a daydream that we made
Out and then made off you got dicked down
I swear to God if I squint hard
It's like Baywatch in this bitch now, ah!
Running with the main boss another day off
I'm like "which town?" I gotta sit down
I stake off and my Jane boss
And my pitch loud and I, ugh
Smoke it on stage
I don't give a fuck if it's allowed
Light up your blunt, that's if you're proud
Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see
Some they pay and some they go
Some complain and some they boast
Some people really do things and
Others saying some they wrote
Double dutchin' sayin' nothin'
Fucking playing, jumping rope
My shit bumping, type amazing find your way
Ya compass broke hold up, hello?
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!
I was just minding my business
I wasn't in it
I don't know what happened, dog
I was sipping Jacky D
And next thing I know they offended
Hold up, just give me a minute
Admit that I was drinking like
I was chasing a pendant
They gave me a shot of Patrón
A shot of crown and Hennessy
Don't make no sense to me
I don't know what the fuck has gotten into me
Niggas bugging tryna make me the enemy
Nothing compare to try to drain my energy
Fuck what you doin', Joey Cool an entity
Ain’t slowing down and I
Ain’t showing sympathy
We ain't related, homie, you ain't kin to me
Amateur hour, you gotta be kidding me
Look at me, dog, you're girl probably into me
You don't want problems, well it a be it a be
Curtain calls and that’s night night
Off the hook like that dial tone
Got me feeling like fight night
Make a path for them wild ones
I'm like hold up, nigga, hold up
Which one of y'all finna roll up?
'Cause this bitch ain't finna be popping here
Until me and my crew come showing up
A nigga off the chain, off
The walls, off the ropes, ho off the hook
We get looked at an awful lot
And your ass just get awful looks
That's the shit that I'm talkin' 'bout
They're like "Coolie, man, you just rolling
Bruh?" get used to this dope shit
'cause that's that shit I'm known for ow!
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something
Better call me back you flipping shit on me
Now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive
Could have a heart attack
Somebody call the EMS
What they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time
Party looking D-E-A-D check her, one two
Double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain
Now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit
Was off the hook, yeah!