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coolio Lyrics


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Alright y′all
I'ma talk about my girl
She′s my girl
Not yours

The way she do, when she do
Way she do, what she do
I'm okay
The way she move, I'm with the style
The way she walk, the way she talk
It makes my day

I′m so glad she′s my type
All mine
That special kind that's in my life
And maybe I can take her home
Could meet my daughter and meet my son
She′ll be my wife

And I know, and she know
And they know, and we know
From here to Montego and back
From camp in the Kakalec, she got my back

I know she loves me (she loves me, dawg)
She loves me

She's the one that holds my hand
She take her stand, she rode her van
She′s down to ride
I'ma clap, she′s on her way
And she don't ask
Anywhere, day or night

I'm the one, I do it then
I make her scream, I keep her warm
And hold her tight
Lookin′ good, she′s lookin' good
We keep a hood
And she don′t mind if we keep on the light

For sure that I know that
Man, I'ma put her name on a throwback
So fuck that, brush back
We gon′ have a problem if you touch that

I know she loves me
She loves me

No wine stand, no pine stand
It's hard to fall in love with a gangster
No sane gun, just bang us (we bang us)
Cop the California doin′ ringer

I know she loves me
She loves me

I'm cool with it so you wan' rise, don′t fool with it
I′m through with it, so whatchu wanna do with it
Your time was way over before coup hit it
And once coup hit it, your time is over
Go cry on your homie's shoulder
Go puff a blunt, have a drink and fry up a boulder

Get your little pistol and put it back in your lil′ holster
Go home to mama 'cause play time is over
And know she don′t want to use a sucker, and she want a soldier
She want a thug gangster hood nigga big-faced folder
So sorry son, not today, maybe when you're older
Until then, you can hold my microphone cord until I get bored

I know she loves me
She loves me

No wine stand, no pine stand
It′s hard to fall in love with a gangster
No sane gun, just bang us (we bang us)
Cop the California doin' ringer





I know she loves me (she love the nigga dawg)
(I'ma gon′ roll out, peace!)

Overall Meaning

In this song, Coolio talks about his girl and how he is glad that she is his. He talks about how she moves, walks and talks and how it makes his day. He emphasizes that she is his type and that he loves how she is always down to ride. He also talks about how she takes her stand and has got his back from Montego to camp in the Kakalec. The rapper is proud of his girl and even wants to make her his wife, introducing her to his daughter and son. He knows that she loves him and acknowledges that he makes her scream and keeps her warm.


The lyrics are focused on Coolio's love for his girl and his efforts to defend her from any external forces that may come between them. He emphasizes that she is his and that he doesn't want anyone else to come near her. He even threatens that there would be a problem if anyone tries to touch what he claims as his possession. The song shows the rapper's possessive nature and his unending commitment to his girl. The lyrics also indicate that Coolio loves a girl who is a soldier and a fighter just like him.


Line by Line Meaning

Alright y′all
Hey everyone


I'ma talk about my girl
I want to tell you about my girlfriend


She′s my girl
She belongs to me, not you


Not yours
She is not your girlfriend


The way she do, when she do
I love the way she does things


Way she do, what she do
I love everything about her


I'm okay
I'm happy with her and our relationship


The way she move, I'm with the style
I love the way she moves, it fits her personality


The way she walk, the way she talk
I love the way she walks and talks


It makes my day
She brightens up my day


I′m so glad she′s my type
I'm happy that she is the kind of person I am attracted to


All mine
She belongs to me and no one else


That special kind that's in my life
She is a unique and special person in my life


And maybe I can take her home
I want to introduce her to my family


Could meet my daughter and meet my son
I want her to meet my children


She′ll be my wife
I want to marry her


And I know, and she know
We both know


And they know, and we know
Everyone knows


From here to Montego and back
No matter where we go


From camp in the Kakalec, she got my back
She is always there for me, even in difficult situations


I know she loves me (she loves me, dawg)
I know she loves me (my friend)


She's the one that holds my hand
She is the one who comforts me


She take her stand, she rode her van
She is independent and makes her own decisions


She′s down to ride
She is willing to go through everything with me


I'ma clap, she′s on her way
I'm excited and she's coming soon


And she don't ask
She doesn't need to ask, she just knows


Anywhere, day or night
She is always available


I'm the one, I do it then
I am the one who takes care of her


I make her scream, I keep her warm
I satisfy her and keep her comfortable


And hold her tight
I keep her close to me


Lookin′ good, she′s lookin' good
She looks great


We keep a hood
We come from the same neighborhood


And she don′t mind if we keep on the light
She doesn't care if we have the lights on or off


For sure that I know that
I am sure that


Man, I'ma put her name on a throwback
I will make a shirt with her name on it


So fuck that, brush back
I don't care about anything else


We gon′ have a problem if you touch that
If you disrespect her or our relationship, there will be consequences


No wine stand, no pine stand
We don't have to wait for anything


It's hard to fall in love with a gangster
It's not easy to love someone like me


No sane gun, just bang us (we bang us)
We are not normal, we are dangerous


Cop the California doin′ ringer
We have expensive jewelry


I'm cool with it so you wan' rise, don′t fool with it
I'm okay with you trying to challenge me, but don't underestimate me


I′m through with it, so whatchu wanna do with it
I'm done with this situation, what do you want to do?


Your time was way over before coup hit it
You were irrelevant a long time ago


And once coup hit it, your time is over
Once my girlfriend is involved, you have no chance


Go cry on your homie's shoulder
Go talk to your friend about your problems


Go puff a blunt, have a drink and fry up a boulder
Go smoke weed, drink alcohol, and forget about it


Get your little pistol and put it back in your lil′ holster
Put your gun away


Go home to mama 'cause play time is over
Go back to your safe space because you messed with the wrong person


And know she don′t want to use a sucker, and she want a soldier
My girlfriend wants a strong and loyal person, not a weakling


She want a thug gangster hood nigga big-faced folder
She wants someone like me with a tough exterior and money


So sorry son, not today, maybe when you're older
I'm sorry, but you're not ready for this kind of relationship


Until then, you can hold my microphone cord until I get bored
You can be my assistant until I decide I don't need you anymore




Writer(s): Claude Maurice Lucien Perraudin

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