Record Boy - OK Coolio Lyrics

Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
Big stacks in the waistband of my Louis drawers
I'm by my lone so I cannot f*ck no groupie hoes
You say you coming over, OK coolio
But imma tell you now I ain't no Romeo
Remember going to your place playing Mario
Now I'm sitting on Mars working on audio
My shoes in the mail outta Tokyo
Girl I see through your lies like Pinocchio
I was getting all this money in quicker than a mother f*cker
Sad that you don't see me enough, that's a mother f*cker
Clutching on a honey bourbon wood in my Balenciagas
Murdered out whip, ten toes in my bloody bottoms
I can't hear no sentence, but I love all my f*cking commas
I'm just tryna stick to myself, I don't want no drama
Got that Cobain on the table, do you like Nirvana
Say you wanna be me but you can't, that's a mother f*cker
Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
I'm off lean, I'm off beans, yeah popping seals
Yeah I'm a dog for real
Yeah I'm beating up the block bumping Lauryn Hill
She want me to kill
She fell in love with me, I fell in love with lean
Smoking on that Yoda
In that Toyota
I just rolled up in traffic, what's the hold up
Gotta check my shoulder
Imma be their koda
Syrup in my soda
Diamonds on crayola
Pack from Loyola
I'm with my slimes, with my cobras
Neck on Minnesota
Wrist North Dakota
I need my cheese, my ricotta
Everywhere they know us
Why my chain so blinding, just call me Poseidon
Y'all some old heads, you remind me of Biden
No, no this ain't no old bread, you can tell by the climate
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah the cash make me giant
With shoes on I'm 5'10", but the cash make me giant