Coolio Lyrics

Album: My Soul

Can I Get Down 1X Lyrics

Verse 1, Coolio, Malika: 

I'm gettin bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face 

I give love 

But when push come to shove 

I'm 'posed to solo 

Diggin me out the ditch 

(Hey, hey, Cool, give me some chips, fool) Ain't that a bitch 

Ain't no cash just fallin out the sky 

You hella high 

But why why did she touch the tie? 

But I start on full wit a gangsta limp 

Morris couldn't see this pimp 

I'm backslappin gimps 

True, I'll be in the cut, but you notice me 

Try to throw with me 

Now you wanna roll with me, fate 

I'll lead you left instead of right 

Tonight's the night 

So, let's get the situation tight 

I hear 'em tryin to playa hate me on the under 

My momma said, "Never let a sucker take you asunder" 

Don't be gettin outta line where it concerns mine 

It might be your time, but it's my rhyme 

Chorus, Coolio, Malika: 

Can I get down one time to make the people say yeah 

And nobody wont care? 

Can I get down one time without 

All the criticism and media in my business? 

Can I get down one time and release my rhyme 

And 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 Jack 

Cause I'm back 

You picturin all them chips in stack 

I got love, though, don't be no stank hoe 

I'm not fallin for the gank, yo 

God I thank, though 

Enemies it's your decision 

The gift I been givin 

Got you in the life I'm livin 

Watch your sane, sane like Marley Mike 

Your game ain't right 

You be slippin every night 

I'm hoverin up in the nest with the claws out 

Cause he had his paws out 

When he paused out 

He's out, now it's in with the new 

In with the two 

You know how these thieves do 

Chorus 

Verse 3, Malika, Coolio: 

I can't do what I want, or how I wanna 

This shit is drama 

So what is it you want, huh? 

We tryin to make it to the tizzy 

I'll be a hella busy bee 

The gizzy 

Through the frizzy, is we 

Tryin to have somethin 

We goin off frontin 

Cause nothin leaves nothin 

And nothin means we head bumpin 

Pumpin, no punk can hit this, my stable 

Twistin me a fable 

Somethin sweet like sable 

You shoulda reached out and grabbed it and got his pay nice 

Jealousy got him dropped, with his neck sliced 

Liquor be revelain 

The homies true feelins 

So, I be willin 

To turn into a villian 

Then if you're still with me 

You got to chill with me 

Bustin lyrics with a skill when they deal with me 

Never senseless 

Thank you for your business 

And I got more rhymes 

Than L.A. Times got headlines 

Chorus, Repeat 4X