I'm declaring The Cool Kid's Club officially defunct

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I got to thinking about it like I tend to do about things that really have no value or consequence and I started looking around at the current league of posters and who I would put on a list as being members of The Cool Kid's Club.

I couldn't really come up with any.
 
Probably because they are all 40+ year old spinsters with cats or 60+ old dudes who like to wave their feeble fists...
 
It's like The Wild, Wild, West in here. The cream all rose to the top and then floated out into space.

Ummmm, cream.

meow.
 
Would I be wrong? I wanna fuck you with one of my niggas
If afterwards I promise that I wouldn't look at you different
Broke down some buds of grigy empty my gar then twist it
Settle down, it's 'bout to get explicit
Passed you the light, you lit it, inhale, you cough, I get it
Love the way you look at me, especially when you're lifted
This is bound to be a wild ride
Wild ride, wild ride
Pussy drippin', yeah we callin' off, nigga
Hit you from behind, ass up and face down
And I live everything I'm sayin', babe this ain't no make believe

[Verse 1:]
Fresh, we started
Existence on a higher plane, mentally we orbits
Stimulated my prognosis is that we proceed with caution
Dick woah, stroke her slow, feelings caught us, now we're caught in
Bread winner's my religion, these dealings are detrimental
God blessed me with a pivotive intimate, then I'm off it
Sippin' coffee, havin' money, ain't into flossin'
'Telligent conversation, conversin', sorry you lost me
I'm awesome, broke down bricks, cocaine powder, sniff
Gently placin' kisses against her clit, dick got her whipped
She'll pleasure, yeah we fuck her together, pussy to shit
Participate or stallin', won't even call 'em, I let 'em sit
Purchase bae some purses, respect a slut, we takin' trips
Sometimes I like to watch my ho fuck, video makin' flicks
In the whip jackin' me off, know how to make it spit
Hand in my drawers, fondle my balls, she got the softest grip

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Let's plan a visit overseas
Spontaneous the way I do my shit, you wouldn't believe
Rip out in the kitchen then I fuck her on her knees
Make her eat my dick in front of her friend before I leave
Bae you got these niggas jealous, steady wishin' they was me
I turned up for a check and got some money off the streets
Backseat of the Jag cut up for everyone to see
Hit the club next to me in my section in VIP
Eat the pussy from the back and I don't give a fuck who lookin'
Might not notice but I'm strapped,*[?]
Under the light she dance for me, body movin' slow
Break bread, fingernails pedicured, the polish glow
My bitch look like a tiger,*[?], she exotic
Swallow from the bottle, point at what I want, she holler
Tongue between her asscheeks, steam all in the shower
Down for whatever, whatever, Bonnie and Clyde her
 
Hook: Snootie Wild]
We don't do no kissing, no kissing, no kissing
We don't do no kissing, no kissing, no kissing
Don't know where yo' mouth be, but I know where it going, it going
And I know this ain't yo' first time, no
And I know this ain't yo' first time, no
So we don't do no kissing, no kissing, no kissing
We don't do no kissing, no kissing, no kissing

[Verse 1: Snootie Wild]
We don't do no kissing, no kissing, you silly
And I know your secret, you fucking the city
Bitch you know you going, and I know you blowing
Turning tricks fo' packs, you ratchet, no moral
See you know your fine, blowing niggas minds, but you won't blow mine
You tripping, stop geeking
All your friends they jocking, cuz I rock with Gotti
Make them hoes retarded, we creepin', we creepin'
First I need yo' soul, then you bow down low
Now I need yo' dough
No, I been told you no
Bitch yo' face to close

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Zed Zilla]
We don't do no kissing, can't even blow a kiss my way
Don't even play in text messages, can't leave me no kissy face
Yo' mouth been so messy, state to state with that face
Lord, please send her a blessing, she stay on her knees all day, anyway
I heard you stay with yo' ex, straight sucking dick
Heard you straight do anything for a check
I heard a lil secret 'bout all of them bitches you be with lil bitch, and I could care less
Y'all hoes a mess, suck dick for rent
You hoes stay hollerin' bout "my head the best!"
You got to be giving me the best Superhead impression you got for me to be impressed
I had a bitch finesse me
Come up, tried to kiss me
Couldn't take that chance, I don't know where you been, bitch yo' mouth risky
I don't do no kissing, I can't take that chance
She said, "That's fucked up, all I been doing is sucking dick, nigga since we been friends!"

[Hook]
 
Look who's trolling by posting lyrics. Like I said, alts always slip up falling into old habits.
 
[Verse 1]
Fuck the rap game, I wanna get it like G
Put me on the block, go to thuggin' like E
Think I'm goin' back but free my nigga Lump
Me and Gunna, 9th innin', just beat a life sentence
Anyone of you lil' boys on*the*yard, throw the coffee in your*face
While your wife stick a knife in your kidney
Bitch I'm goin' crazy, going out gangsta
9 milli's slangin', Telly Hankton
MAC-11 rangin', jumpin' out, walkin' up on blocks
40-50 shots, I'mma clean a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from*it's*the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat, nigga, bye bye
No police up in the business when you get the shot and miss it
50 niggas from New Orleans come and terrorize the*city

[Hook]
What's happenin'? Don't panic, don't panic
'Bout to... get 'em dead, don't panic, don't panic
Wasn't thinkin' 'bout a jewel nigga showed off
Couldn't use your brain, now you gotta get 'em blowed out
Dog, get a call, everything for the scram
Don't panic, don't panic
Fuck bein' friendly, nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine
Fuck bein' friendly, nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I*got*murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine

[Verse 2]
Team strong as a bitch, layin' law down
Everything feel the business, lay 'em all down
Auto manslaughter but you never thought it out
Curse, kill 'em all, let the lord sort 'em out
F&N point short, let the spark haul 'em out
This what war 'bout, nigga, fuck that
Meek men is*Gunna and Boobie, we alreadydied*twice
God in my heart when I gave back life
I was coolin', I was tryna live a laid back life
Now my kids gotta see me in the pen or the grave
Real street nigga, no pen to the page
And I will beef with you anywhere, any place
Lil' ugly ass bitch better fall back
Keep my name out your mouth or get your hard hat
Brasi the enforcer, I meant to say the landlord
Better yet, let me let them rubber bands talk

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I don't mind doin' time, I'ma doin' time vet
Hustle in the jailhouse, Bread Winner vet
BWA, this is not BMF
Everything around me convicted*already
Pull my clique together, built it from the inside
Penitentiary rules in effect
You lil' boys go to jail but you don't know how to fight?
Ain't no guns back here, don't know how to make a knife?
Stand tall on my own, I don't gang bang
I done seen it go bad on the chain gang
Seen niggas gang raped by their own gang members
Cliquin' up with other gangs and they kill their own nigga
Seen a nigga on a visit huggin' on his wife
Get back to the cell, he another nigga wife
Everyone that say salamu alaykum ain't your brother
Come to my respect, I'mma die over nothing

[Hook
 
I got to thinking about it like I tend to do about things that really have no value or consequence and I started looking around at the current league of posters and who I would put on a list as being members of The Cool Kid's Club.

I couldn't really come up with any.

I've still got the club's coffee maker. Should I turn it in somewhere?
 
Why, jealous of their intelligence? (My dum-dum kitteh notwithstanding.)

They sneaky, they stink and they steal your food. A cat will jump on the table and take your fish. At least a dog wait until it hit the floor.

You can't go into someone house that got cats, you will leave smelling like cats. They spray everywhere.

They leave hair everywhere. You got to have a lint roller just to play with a cat. They hair stay on you.

Plus they're no fun. At least you can teach a dog tricks. All a cat want to do is lay around like he pays the bills.
 
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