| On the set, my nigga, I’m my own man
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| Upgrade, just like your phone game
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| Big Snoop Dogg, I do my own thing
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| And I stays in my own lane
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| My rap style, is dynamite
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| A lot of y’all niggas do sound alike
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| You do it how you do’s it
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| See, you can blame it on the drugs, and you can blame it on the music
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| Where I come from, if you sound like another nigga
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| That’s called bitin', yeah, you the other nigga
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| Let my demeanor be the meaning, got you screamin'
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| While you leanin', now you fiendin', while you dreamin'
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| To have a big car, rap star
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| Ten-room mansion with a lake in your backyard
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| So disobedient, flavor is the main ingredient
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| And you lack it, it’s all in your jacket
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| But I’m hot, and as cool as a fan
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| You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| Standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
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| Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| I’m hot (he's cool), but as cool as a fan
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| Bitches drinkin' lemonade, but I’m the Coolaid Man
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| I’m standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
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| Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up, Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up, yeah girl that’s the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up!
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| The reason that I say that I’m the Coolaid
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| Look at all the flavor that I gave to the gizzame
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| Just add water, it don’t get no hotter
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| You got your whole get-down from the Doggy Dogg father
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| Never mind it was never mines
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| Inquire intellectual, clever minds
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| Bet a dub that this shit pop
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| Bitch niggas mix love with this hip-hop
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| Just to be on, now what the fuck are we on
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| LBC, we’ve been known to get our G on
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| They call me Don Corleone, that’s the corner he on, P-I-M-P on
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| She a freak of the week, I’m teachin' niggas how to eat
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| Cause I’m deep in the streets
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| Look, don’t get it fucked up loc
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| Cause every now and then, niggas need a line of this dope
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| Cause I’m hot, and as cool as a fan
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| You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| Standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
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| Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| I’m hot (he's cool), but as cool as a fan
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| Bitches drinkin' lemonade, but I’m the Coolaid Man
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| I’m standin' on the corner with a Coolaid stand
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| Cool as a fan, yeah, bitch, I’m the Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up, Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up, yeah girl that’s the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up Mr. Coolaid Man, Mr. Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up, yeah girl that’s the Coolaid Man, they call him the Coolaid Man
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| Now drink up!
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| S-N-double-O-P, Mr. Coolaid Man, that’s who he be
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| S-N-double-O-P, Mr. Coolaid Man, yeah, that’s who he be
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| Now drink up (hot diggity dog)
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| Don’t let the snare hit you, baby
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| Now drink up!
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| Mr. Coolaid Man, he’s cool |