Coolio - Sticky Fingers lyrics
[Coolio - Sticky Fingers lyrics]
Brainiac, with a zany act, kleptomaniac
Before I go to work I smoke me a fat sack
Of indo, then climb through the window
And now the VCR, and load it in the Pinto
Huh! Yes I'm on my way to the bank
Or should I say the pawn shop
But I don't smoke rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and
They think I'm on crack
'Cause I lock on their shit and
I never gave it back
Coolio loco, you better call Bronco
Stole a link from my auntie
And sold it to my uncle
Took the flowers from a hearse
Romanced a nurse fuck the bitch
She sleep then I went through her purse
Bandit, underhanded, yes I'm scandalous
Snake in the grass nigga, I'm taking chances
If the price is right
You can call me a killer
Before I was a rap singer
They called me Sticky Finger
("But he's stickin' you
And takin all of you money" - Guru)
("I ain't never got gaffled like that" - JD)
("Don't fuckin' blink or I'ma rob your
Ass blind" - Sticky Fingers)
("What you doin stickin' in that
People's window?" - Richard Pryor)
("Gimme that") big fat dope sack
("Gimme that") Ca-di-llac
("Gimme that") big gold chain
("That's the life, a-that I lead" - Run-DMC)
Coolio call me shady, janky, slick right
You and your crew better
Duck from my gunshots
I takes no shit, carryin' no drama
If I can't get you I bust a cap on your momma
I never had a grip
So I learn how to shoplift
My trench coat is long and now
I got some fresh shit
Yeah, buddy, shit's lookin good
Gets much props and respect from the hood
Caps from my raps and a trunk full of hubcaps
Step to the crew
And you're bound to catch a pimp slap
But I don't pimp no bitch for my dough
They got somethin I want, I just rob the ho
Early birds catch the worm so
I crow like a rooster
They follow me round the store because
They know that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and I'll be the stealer
Call me Coolio, or call me Sticky Fingers
("Coolio")
("First they do' rings, now they my rings")
("Told you before
You shouldn'ta never fell asleep"
- Big Daddy Kane)
("Give it up, give it up, give it up")
I don't wanna go to jail cause
I don't like the lockup
Turn out the lights and get
Ready for the sock up
One plus three equals four for the knockout
Got circles on that ass like
A Mike Tyson PunchOut
You better hide your shit if
You wanna keep it
I'm driving down the street in
Your 'llac while you're sleepin'
I was born with a sickness
That they call brokeness
Never said I was the best
But I'm damn sure the loc'est
Up, up, and away, like a rocket
Some fool got shot
Now I'm goin through his pockets
He won't be needin' no
Dollars where he's goin
And when I get to hell I'ma
Act like I don't know him
I'm takin everything that ain't
Bolted to the floor
And before I go I steal the
Knocker of your front door
Let me be brief I'm a thief and a gangster
Before I was a rap singer
They called me Sticky Fingers
("yeah we want everything do
You have any dreams, we want them too")
Before I go to work I smoke me a fat sack
Of indo, then climb through the window
And now the VCR, and load it in the Pinto
Huh! Yes I'm on my way to the bank
Or should I say the pawn shop
But I don't smoke rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and
They think I'm on crack
'Cause I lock on their shit and
I never gave it back
Coolio loco, you better call Bronco
Stole a link from my auntie
And sold it to my uncle
Took the flowers from a hearse
Romanced a nurse fuck the bitch
She sleep then I went through her purse
Bandit, underhanded, yes I'm scandalous
Snake in the grass nigga, I'm taking chances
If the price is right
You can call me a killer
Before I was a rap singer
They called me Sticky Finger
("But he's stickin' you
And takin all of you money" - Guru)
("I ain't never got gaffled like that" - JD)
("Don't fuckin' blink or I'ma rob your
Ass blind" - Sticky Fingers)
("What you doin stickin' in that
People's window?" - Richard Pryor)
("Gimme that") big fat dope sack
("Gimme that") Ca-di-llac
("Gimme that") big gold chain
("That's the life, a-that I lead" - Run-DMC)
Coolio call me shady, janky, slick right
You and your crew better
Duck from my gunshots
I takes no shit, carryin' no drama
If I can't get you I bust a cap on your momma
I never had a grip
So I learn how to shoplift
My trench coat is long and now
I got some fresh shit
Yeah, buddy, shit's lookin good
Gets much props and respect from the hood
Caps from my raps and a trunk full of hubcaps
Step to the crew
And you're bound to catch a pimp slap
But I don't pimp no bitch for my dough
They got somethin I want, I just rob the ho
Early birds catch the worm so
I crow like a rooster
They follow me round the store because
They know that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and I'll be the stealer
Call me Coolio, or call me Sticky Fingers
("Coolio")
("First they do' rings, now they my rings")
("Told you before
You shouldn'ta never fell asleep"
- Big Daddy Kane)
("Give it up, give it up, give it up")
I don't wanna go to jail cause
I don't like the lockup
Turn out the lights and get
Ready for the sock up
One plus three equals four for the knockout
Got circles on that ass like
A Mike Tyson PunchOut
You better hide your shit if
You wanna keep it
I'm driving down the street in
Your 'llac while you're sleepin'
I was born with a sickness
That they call brokeness
Never said I was the best
But I'm damn sure the loc'est
Up, up, and away, like a rocket
Some fool got shot
Now I'm goin through his pockets
He won't be needin' no
Dollars where he's goin
And when I get to hell I'ma
Act like I don't know him
I'm takin everything that ain't
Bolted to the floor
And before I go I steal the
Knocker of your front door
Let me be brief I'm a thief and a gangster
Before I was a rap singer
They called me Sticky Fingers
("yeah we want everything do
You have any dreams, we want them too")