[Redman]
  Yo word up I gotta ask her myself
  Cuz she says she saw you the other day
  I know hey yo word
  Hey yo Coko Hey yo Coko
  I heard you losing your cool
  Yo Lee
  I heard you losing your cool
  Yo Taj
  I heard you losing your cool baby
  Na na na chill chill chill chill freeze
    I'm just rolling with some broads
  That got pretty toes with me
  SWV pumpin' out the plat' 4-50
  I got my brotha's keeping Eric Sermon on deck
  No matter what the media hype
  Ya still get wrecked
  We trying to eat and trying to be consecutive with the ruck
  Calm my tempers down more cuz Biggie Smalls was enough
  Save yo beef for the rice and broccoli
  I lose my cool for gettin' the cheddar
  So I suggest you better
    [SWV]
  People say when love comes your way
  You will know how to take it
  Others say you won't know
  So just fake it
  Until you make it
    1 - In my case
  I wouldn't know how to recognize
  Love
  If he looked me in the eye
  But what I do know is my cover is blown
  My composure is gone
  When you come around
    2 - I lose my cool
  Whenever you're around
  I can't help myself
  No, uh uh
  I lose my cool
  Over again and again
  Hiding my feelings
    You make my heart stop then it beats again
  I can not hide
  From these vibes that you send
  Oh why, oh why am I so into you
  And why do I deny
  This cool I lose
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    [Redman]
  Out, out, out
  Check it, check it out, check it, check it out
  Push it up, push it up
    Can you blame me
  For losing my cool?
  I bounce as hard as Bronsen
  Every time you take the toe out yo shoes
  I be bawling with brotha's from your project apartment
  For talkin' slick wit you
  I got more balls than Spaulding
  Girl, who feeds you when your sugar Walt's callin'
  Your fiance's corny
  He don't got nutin' on me
  I admit it
  My plans was to skip when I
  But you reverse game now the doc is committed
  Exhibit the lyrics
  The hard core definition got you wilding
  Puffin' El's out your expedition
  I seen yo' whole girl crew
  I know they get jig
  But you the quietest
  And plus the rest of them got kids
  When yo
  I get your parts, whether they adore me, you know
  My mix, you lie, don't front no poppy chulo
  I'm like Harold Melvin without the Blue Notes
  I'm never going platinum
  Besides, the credit cards an underground action
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