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COOL LIL OUTRO Video (MV)




Performed By: Camb
Language: English
Length: 4:30
Written by: TreVon Barrett Bays




Camb - COOL LIL OUTRO Lyrics




Yea
Aye let me just talk my shit for a second
Take a brief intermission or something
I might call it that

It's Camb baby
Make sure the b silent for real for real
Say my shit right

You can't do it like this
Can't move how i move
I might still spend some bread on my worst day
Got a chick and she thick, see that ass from the hips
I can't talk to these hoes cuz they thirsty
Flip the bird like a brick
Get a bag for my bitch cause she stayed when a nigga was hurting
'Member i ain't have shit, sittin lookin sick now I'm puttin carats on new rings
Know I'm making em sick, think i look like a lick i can promise you don't wanna try me
Might put some red bottoms on her feet look like she committed a homi
Nigga i gotta flex, had to get a checks i had no choice i had Lani
Water on my neck, so wet, look like a tsunami
I got Spice on the beat so i gotta kill it
Roll the dope then i smoke it feel like the ceiling
Shawty want me to poke but i ain't with it
My bitch pussy so wet like I'm diving in it
QB run when i see it I'm sliding in it
Keep my distance can't roll with a lot of niggas
I just followed my heart not the analytics

For real though

Cool
Yea yea yea
Cool
Yea yea yea
Cool

She'll probably catch me coolin I'm cool
She tryna catch me coolin
Probably catch me coolin
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool

Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Coolin, I'm cool,
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool
Coolin I'm cool
Probably catch me

Rolling up some dank like damn it stank
'Lot up on my mind i gotta think
Best knocking so hard the neighbors banging on the wall
Lil mama so bad she tryna feel it through the drawls
I'm like shorty back up back up
I was stressing tryna run the racks up
Grinding and i stayed prayed up
I don't know you homie you cannot come

All this drip try not to slip up
Now she wanna take a picture yea yea
She be on a nigga, probably got me feeling like yea yea

I been coolin, I'm cool
Coolin I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it I'm cool,
I been coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool

They know Camb bring the bounce
All that ass babygirl make it bounce
They know Camb bring the bounce
All that ass babygirl make it bounce

Coolin, I'm cool
Aye yea
Coolin, I'm cool
COOL!!
COOL!!
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Yea
Aye let me just talk my shit for a second
Take a brief intermission or something
I might call it that

It's Camb baby
Make sure the b silent for real for real
Say my shit right

You can't do it like this
Can't move how i move
I might still spend some bread on my worst day
Got a chick and she thick, see that ass from the hips
I can't talk to these hoes cuz they thirsty
Flip the bird like a brick
Get a bag for my bitch cause she stayed when a nigga was hurting
'Member i ain't have shit, sittin lookin sick now I'm puttin carats on new rings
Know I'm making em sick, think i look like a lick i can promise you don't wanna try me
Might put some red bottoms on her feet look like she committed a homi
Nigga i gotta flex, had to get a checks i had no choice i had Lani
Water on my neck, so wet, look like a tsunami
I got Spice on the beat so i gotta kill it
Roll the dope then i smoke it feel like the ceiling
Shawty want me to poke but i ain't with it
My bitch pussy so wet like I'm diving in it
QB run when i see it I'm sliding in it
Keep my distance can't roll with a lot of niggas
I just followed my heart not the analytics

For real though

Cool
Yea yea yea
Cool
Yea yea yea
Cool

She'll probably catch me coolin I'm cool
She tryna catch me coolin
Probably catch me coolin
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool

Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Coolin, I'm cool,
Tell em ima cool it, I'm cool
Coolin I'm cool
Probably catch me

Rolling up some dank like damn it stank
'Lot up on my mind i gotta think
Best knocking so hard the neighbors banging on the wall
Lil mama so bad she tryna feel it through the drawls
I'm like shorty back up back up
I was stressing tryna run the racks up
Grinding and i stayed prayed up
I don't know you homie you cannot come

All this drip try not to slip up
Now she wanna take a picture yea yea
She be on a nigga, probably got me feeling like yea yea

I been coolin, I'm cool
Coolin I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it I'm cool,
I been coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool
Tell em ima cool it I'm cool
Probably catch me coolin, I'm cool

They know Camb bring the bounce
All that ass babygirl make it bounce
They know Camb bring the bounce
All that ass babygirl make it bounce

Coolin, I'm cool
Aye yea
Coolin, I'm cool
COOL!!
COOL!!
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Writer: TreVon Barrett Bays
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