Текст песни Cooling - ICYTWAT

Hey honey, what′s for breakfast this morning?
Nigga please
Hey, can't you just tell me what′s for breakfast?
Nigga please!

All of these hoes be triflin'
So my dick ain't getting hype
Laughing at bitches like, "Ha"
Shorty, you damn near a dyke
I′m a real picky ass nigga, ho I ain′t no Sremmurd
I got me some types
Gotta be ebony, love me correctly
And that pussy gotta be tight
She ask what we doin', I asked if she chewin′
If I take her out for a bite
She said she was goin', grab that bitch a pole
And she throw to Rihanna all night, ayy
Me and my niggas is eating, you hating
We obviously doing it right
I′m sounding like Ferb, take off with yo' shit
Like Perry, bitch I′m out of sight, ayy

But I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real, ayy