Coolio - Can I Get Down 1x Lyrics
Verse 1, coolio, malika:Im gettin bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my faceI give loveBut when push come to shoveIm posed to soloDiggin me out the ditch(hey, hey, cool, give me some chips, fool) aint that a *****Aint no cash just fallin out the skyYou hella highBut why why did she touch the tie?But I start on full wit a gangsta limpMorris couldnt see this pimpIm backslappin gimpsTrue, Ill be in the cut, but you notice meTry to throw with meNow you wanna roll with me, fateIll lead you left instead of rightTonights the nightSo, lets get the situation tightI hear em tryin to playa hate me on the underMy momma said, never let a sucker take you asunderDont be gettin outta line where it concerns mineIt might be your time, but its my rhymeChorus, coolio, malika:Can I get down one time to make the people say yeahAnd nobody wont care?Can I get down one time withoutAll the criticism and media in my business?Can I get down one time and release my rhymeAnd speak my mind?Can I get down one time?Can I get down one time?Verse 2, malika:I take my picture with a smile like jackCause Im backYou picturin all them chips in stackI got love, though, dont be no stank hoeIm not fallin for the gank, yoGod I thank, thoughEnemies its your decisionThe gift I been givinGot you in the life Im livinWatch your sane, sane like marley mikeYour game aint rightYou be slippin every nightIm hoverin up in the nest with the claws outCause he had his paws outWhen he paused outHes out, now its in with the newIn with the twoYou know how these thieves doChorusVerse 3, malika, coolio:I cant do what I want, or how I wannaThis shit is dramaSo what is it you want, huh?We tryin to make it to the tizzyIll be a hella busy beeThe gizzyThrough the frizzy, is weTryin to have somethinWe goin off frontinCause nothin leaves nothinAnd nothin means we head bumpinPumpin, no punk can hit this, my stableTwistin me a fableSomethin sweet like sableYou shoulda reached out and grabbed it and got his pay niceJealousy got him dropped, with his neck slicedLiquor be revelainThe homies true feelinsSo, I be willinTo turn into a villianThen if youre still with meYou got to chill with meBustin lyrics with a skill when they deal with meNever senselessThank you for your businessAnd I got more rhymesThan l.a. times got headlinesChorus, repeat 4x
