Camp Lo

Camp Lo - Coolie High lyrics

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Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Coolie High got you wide
 You need to come inside and check Lo
 Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Coolie High keeps you wide
 You need to come inside and check Lo
 Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Coolie got you wide
 You need to come inside and check Lo
 Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Verse One:
 Its rainin alizay
 Im floatin through the Holland tunnel swervin
 Im diggin on the Sheeba
 Pullin Sheeba she be splergin
 We lurkin with the coon
 Cuz we be murkin from the boogie
 And shittin on the crowds
 Cuz they jive fakin woody
 Yeah..
 Tre shots of life for all night you dig it
 Camp-ah hotta pinata
 Too big quiver get hipper
 Spillin coffee inside my automo' Aldo
 Crackin satin and leather
 What's happenin bullet convincer
 Cash straight outta comic..
 Books catchin the flurry
 Keep your eye on the Lo
 Where Mr....
 Cuz we comin wit hammers and drivers
 With the buddahs and rugars
 And shot cruisers and rovers
 Diamond crooks.. takin it over
 With razors and cutters
 With the sugar and butters
 Pimp the seasons in leathers
 We live for Coolie High treasures
 And..
 Check the queen bee Lady Ree diggin Grace
 Check the place 3 o clock shat no we aint
 Fred and Cot bring it in the paint no such thing
 Blasts of dynamite sing my superfly to the..
 Cleopatra in the casino with gold sugar
 Dig my harlequinn
 And drench you with my diner garments
 From Beva to Bevro in the Montaro slidin to Dero
 With bottles of Asti Spumanti to tranquilize my heaven
 Count seven we gettin explicit shootin sugar to the shorties
 Luchini to spare let me see you
 Its losin the air
 Word life
 Chorus:
 You need to come inside and check Lo
 Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Coolie High got you wide
 (repeat 3X)
 You need to come inside and check Lo
 Relax yourself and let the sugar Lo flow
 Verse Two:
 Lo keeps the party live
 The 80 proof is leakin got me screachin
 Jersey Drive
 We screamin cuz we caliber is bring it
 Im layin in the purple rain until I see some action
 We movin motionless.. continuos and thats happenin
 We got the bubbly pourin through me and Cleopatra's casino
 See back in Coolie High Jack and Jitterbugs and
 Dolemite's outta site Anti-hatahs cats in the city
 On the money takin the tri-state under sore savant
 Billy Holidayin' the Foxy Browns with my Harlequinns
 Penny he repellin reflected crystals is Hollywood
 Dont pull the stars
 Cuz we lickin Cuban cigars.. and sippin Moe
 Playin the jigga cotton
 The figgas on the Lo and Lo
 Blessin the dimes
 Keepin my Camp is on the higher flow
 Livin the crimes hittin them slide
 For the c-note
 Yo..
 President city
 Pourin right on the JJs and Sautee
 Cab Callowayin the last of the finest Shot Sirus
 Christ is comin lower
 with Jiggas less to zero that
 Sex the Lo
 Dice the Lo
 Ill tell you what
 On the night vision decision underneath the silver moon
 Boy from company C A day sugar love
 Chief be for stonin
 Robbin chero be for midnight
 The safety's off the toaster
 And my shadow's by the moonlight
 Cuz Data's on the levels and the Lo is on the EQ
 My stamina is sugar
 And its love love forever yall
 Chorus
 Outro:
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 Camp Lo-ah (x27
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Copyrights:

Author: Anthony Roberts (3), David Willis, Saladine Wallace, Salahadeen Wilds

Composer: ?

Publisher: Profile Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Uptown Saturday Night (1997)

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