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edge Hey! Be cool under heat Be cool under heat Be cool on the street Be cool under heat When the baby and you got to fight Go cool your love in the

the year, my spot These bitches look so good, oh my god Looking at the man in the mirror im so hot Shorty wanna cut, cool make sure the door lock Off

Utah, the other one from Portland We in Cali though, but I am from New Orleans I can't lie, I lust for things Like an old-school black Old Cut supreme

Whenever I'm dressed cool my parents put up a fight And if I'm hot shot, mom will cut my hair at night And in the morning I'm short of my identity I scream

oh oh oh Do you remember back in old l.a. When everybody drove a Chevrolet What ever happened to the boy next door The sun tanned crew cut

cut a six-inch valley Through the middle of my skull At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet And a freight train running through the middle of my head Only you can cool

It's just a size and the mind that won't give you up And if I think about it, well, am I cool yet? 'Cause it's the word of the knife that won't cut you