Lyrics:
feel
Like I'm strikin' gold
But nothing is the same right now
I cannot put my finger on
Why she doesn't shout: "Oh, John!"
You gotta make it
You gotta
I’m Catholic Cool
Performed by
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends
Chorus
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic
this by ourselves
Friends with benefits that turned into something else
And if you had a lover but you didn't love her
What should you do
Just tell them
We’re more like lovers
Don’t you think so?
You’re so smart when it comes to denying feelings
Pretending nothing ever happened
But something has happened
When last I saw John Williams
A young man full of pride
To have his bride of just four days
Stand shyly by his side
He laughed and slapped me
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
>From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
long time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
Outside was
think I'm pretty neat
Oh, I don't know nothing about arts and crafts
But I give 'em all something to eat
I'm a friend to old Euell Gibbons
And I only
and nighttime lovers
You've been born again
Another heart you undercover
Love is not a game
It's nothing but a heartache
Friends and strangers side by side
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cuz what if I
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what
What's up
What's good
Guess I gotta show 'em what's up. Show 'em what's good
Fake friends tryna dap me. Like (What's up)
What's good
Y'all don't know
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
Cricket about how
I want to kick it
It was tantric from the get
Like Lingam and Yoni
Get lifted together, friend, lover, and homie
You were the only one
Nothing’s right gonna be a long way home tonight
A lover’s fight I’ve been away too long
Another day rolls by and it feels like an old friend
Nobody
a lover
I didn't know much about her but that she used to fuck with one of my friends
Didn't bother me like it would another
I'd never done this before,
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
A couple of years back I come across a great and wasted friend of mine in the hallway of a recording studio. And while he was reciting some poetry
on the far Atlantic side
After two months gone the blessed harbour of St. John's
Rolled in on the North Atlantic tide
For those who dwell ashore know nothing
you step into the ring with the man of steel
Champ in the arena
No need to tell, you can tell by the demeanour
Champ in the arena
Nothing to something
Niggas thought I got evicted how my
Shit up in the streets
BIG but ain't nothing obese but the feast
I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle
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