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Lyrics for 'Im Fly' by 'Kool G Rap And Dj Polo'
Why?
(cause I'm Fly)
It's Not A Lie
(cause I'm Fly)
( Verse 1 )
I Just Ride Around Town In My Caddy Seville
Lookin Buff, Pockets Stuffed With A Grin On My Grill
Rollin Up My Tinted Windows, Raise My Antenna
Cause I'm Not Only Fly, But I'm A Big Bred Winner
Girls In Bikinis In My Back Seat
As I'm Doin 95 Down A One-way Street
Got Proof That I Paid For Everything I Bought
So If A Cop Tries To Stop Me, I'ma Take Him To Court
Jump Out My Big Car Puffin On A Cigar
Make My Girls Wait On The Corner While I Step In The Bar
First I Walk Through The Door Then I ( *spitting Sound* ) Spit On The Floor
Give Some Money To The Poor, Because I Always Get More
Take Off My Black Mink And Order A Drink
My Pockets Resemble Manhattan Bank
So On My Big Ropes Is A Gucci Link
All The Pretty Girls Wink And I Tell Em, "you Stink!"
Yes, I Act So Conceited Cause I'm A Full-breeded
Money-makin, Not Jamaican, And No Way That You Could Beat It
No, I Won't Say Hello And I Won't Say Hi
And If You Ask Me Why
(why?) Cause I'm Fly
( Verse 2 )
No, I'm Not High, Like I Said, I'm Fly
Got A Natural Beauty Ma Beside My Eye
I Put My Friends In A Benz, I Put My Girls In Pearls
Got The Firmest Epidermis With The Silky Curls
They Call Me Pretty Boy Wihtout Chips Ahoy
This 86 Audi Is My Brand-new Toy
I Don't Gamble Or Bet, I Just Sip On A Moët
Pull Out My New Blue Bally's And My Silk-suit Set
Got A Body Like A Boxer, The Face Of A God
'bout As Pretty As A Bitty, And I Still Hit Hard
I Carry On Like A Pimp, I Even Walk With A Limp
In A Fancy Restaurant Eatin Lobbsters And Shrimps
I Bathe In Champagne With A Girl Named Elaine
In My Jaccuzi With A Uzi With Suzy And Jane
The Ladies Help Me Undress And Start Caressin My Chest
Only Big Silk Sheets On My Fat Matress
Whether With Honey Or Not, I Make Money A Lot
I Always Carry A Knot, Cause I'm A Hi-jackpot
The Millionaire Of The Year, And I'm A Hell Of A Guy
And If You Ask Me Why
(why?) Cause I'm Fly
It's Not A Lie
(cause I'm Fly)
( Verse 3 )
Morning Velours In Gold, Another Bathrobe
I Was The Sweets Of The Street When I Was 12 Years Old
I Never Searched For A Wife, Or Worked A Day In My Life
Cause While You're Hookin I'll Be Cookin, Lookin Sharp As A Knife
So You Can Front If You Want, Cause In A Matter Of Time
I'm Headed Straight For The Top, And You'll Be All On Mine
Cause I'm Mister Spectacular, Rich As A Bachelor
Relax And Count Stacks As I Max In My Maxima
Fly Negro, Yes, That's Me, Bro
And When I Play Celo, I Play For A Kilo
My Diamond Rings Glitter As I Steer My Almanetta
Chillin On My Sofa With A Dollar Sign-sweater
The Ruler, Controller Like The Ayatollah
Snack On Renola, Then Crack A Cold Cola
G Rap And Polo, Your Excellency, Your Highness
Just Cuss Or Fuss, And I'll Just Bust Your Sinus
Countin My Cash, Plus Mount My Stash
Dump The Cigarette Ash On Low-down Trash
Marley's Car Is Two-toned, And It's Ended With Chrome
And The Bell Telephone Makes You Feel At Home
So Remember Kool G Rap And His Dj Polo
We're The Ones Who Made 'demo', And We're Rockin The Show
It's Not A Legend Or Fiction, It's Not No Lie
And If You Ask Me Why
(why?) Cause I'm Fly
( Marley Marl )
Yo Yo Yo Yo..
Kool G, Kool G
Yo Man, Tell Me Every Time You Walk Down The Street
Why Don't Those Girlies Let You Walk By
Why?
(cause I'm Fly)
Yo Yo Yo, Kool G
You're A Cool Brother, Man
Got All The Girlies On Yours
Tell Me Why
Tell Me Why
Tell Me Why
(cause I'm Fly)
Yo, Kool G, Man
You're The Flyest Brother I Know
Yo, Why You Got All The Girlies On Yours
Just Tell Me Why
I Wanna Know Why
(cause I'm Fly)
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