Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I guess good ain't good enough
Dope ain't dope but hood ain't hood enough
Cause we've been doing us pretty much since
The Jefferson was moving up
So put em up, since ain't nothing man made
That's gone ruin us
What could you do to us
But play ball and hoop it up
It's Mr. Big, do it up
Get a whip, soup it up
Get it in, scoop you up
And +DJ screw+ it up
Nigga, I done lost a lot
But nah, I ain't lose enough
It's still enough Henny to up-chuck and Lose ya lunch
My hands on approach
And I will not loosen up
I'm bigger, harder
Talk about stupid stuff
That's why your bitch choosing up
And choosing us
So if you don't want seconds
You niggas won't know who to f*ck
You Mr. Ain't do enough
Mr. Can't fool with us
Mr. Ain't cool with us
A hard pill to swallow
But you niggas gon' chew it up
I'm Mr. Cool, blow it off
Got dough showing off
Drop top, throw it off
Going hard on the sauce
Bill come through
I don't even know the cost
And I ain't gotta tell you
You still Mr. Know-it-all
I'm rolling like a bowling ball
Smoking up a bowl of green
Blowing steam cuz the team
Balling like Bowling Green
So you know the pots gonna steam
Like Paula Deen's
No religion on my deenm
I'm Mr. Cool
John F. Henny - Pool Hall Flow Lyrics
John F. Henny - Pool Hall Flow Lyrics
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I guess good ain't good enough
Dope ain't dope but hood ain't hood enough
Cause we've been doing us pretty much since
The Jefferson was moving up
So put em up, since ain't nothing man made
That's gone ruin us
What could you do to us
But play ball and hoop it up
It's Mr. Big, do it up
Get a whip, soup it up
Get it in, scoop you up
And +DJ screw+ it up
Nigga, I done lost a lot
But nah, I ain't lose enough
It's still enough Henny to up-chuck and Lose ya lunch
My hands on approach
And I will not loosen up
I'm bigger, harder
Talk about stupid stuff
That's why your bitch choosing up
And choosing us
So if you don't want seconds
You niggas won't know who to f*ck
You Mr. Ain't do enough
Mr. Can't fool with us
Mr. Ain't cool with us
A hard pill to swallow
But you niggas gon' chew it up
I'm Mr. Cool, blow it off
Got dough showing off
Drop top, throw it off
Going hard on the sauce
Bill come through
I don't even know the cost
And I ain't gotta tell you
You still Mr. Know-it-all
I'm rolling like a bowling ball
Smoking up a bowl of green
Blowing steam cuz the team
Balling like Bowling Green
So you know the pots gonna steam
Like Paula Deen's
No religion on my deenm
I'm Mr. Cool
I guess good ain't good enough
Dope ain't dope but hood ain't hood enough
Cause we've been doing us pretty much since
The Jefferson was moving up
So put em up, since ain't nothing man made
That's gone ruin us
What could you do to us
But play ball and hoop it up
It's Mr. Big, do it up
Get a whip, soup it up
Get it in, scoop you up
And +DJ screw+ it up
Nigga, I done lost a lot
But nah, I ain't lose enough
It's still enough Henny to up-chuck and Lose ya lunch
My hands on approach
And I will not loosen up
I'm bigger, harder
Talk about stupid stuff
That's why your bitch choosing up
And choosing us
So if you don't want seconds
You niggas won't know who to f*ck
You Mr. Ain't do enough
Mr. Can't fool with us
Mr. Ain't cool with us
A hard pill to swallow
But you niggas gon' chew it up
I'm Mr. Cool, blow it off
Got dough showing off
Drop top, throw it off
Going hard on the sauce
Bill come through
I don't even know the cost
And I ain't gotta tell you
You still Mr. Know-it-all
I'm rolling like a bowling ball
Smoking up a bowl of green
Blowing steam cuz the team
Balling like Bowling Green
So you know the pots gonna steam
Like Paula Deen's
No religion on my deenm
I'm Mr. Cool
Writer: R Culver
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