By far the most haunting intro to any beat in history. "Penny Hardaway" is not only one of the hardest songs out, it is also a nod to one of...
By far the most haunting intro to any beat in history. "Penny Hardaway" is not only one of the hardest songs out, it is also a nod to one of the best point guards to ever do it.nn"When Fish Ride Bicycles" on iTunes: http://bit.ly/TheCoolKidsWFRBnSUBSCRIBE to CHUCK: http://www.youtube.com/chuckisdopennFollow Chuck Inglish:nnhttps://twitter.com/chuckisdopenhttp://instagram.com/oldinglishnhttp://oldinglish.tumblr.com/nhttps://soundcloud.com/chuckisdope-1nhttps://www.facebook.com/OldInglishnhttps://myspace.com/chuckinglishnhttp://www.reverbnation.com/oldinglishnhttp://www.last.fm/music/Chuck+InglishnnFollow Sir Michael Rocks:nnhttps://twitter.com/sirmichaelrocksnhttp://instagram.com/sirmikenhttp://www.youtube.com/sirmichaelrocksnhttps://www.facebook.com/SirMichaelRocksOfficialnnnFollow The Cool Kids:nnhttps://twitter.com/thecoolkidsnhttps://www.facebook.com/TheCoolKidsOfficialnhttps://soundcloud.com/cakerecordingsnhttp://www.youtube.com/coolxkidsdotcomnnLYRICS:nn[Hook]nThem bally loafers's and them CartiersnI do my thing Penny HardawaynAnd if you're knowing where we're goingnThen you'll probably be coming with us! (x2)nn[Verse 1: Chuck Inglish]nFriday night nice, Saturday sharpnEdge upon the hairline, side tapered and ballnSunday winning in the linen shorts sent from the mallnPieces out the dry cleaning stitched seams and allnThat glitters ain't gold but this isnCars hopin in themnMars spike editions at the palace like the PistonsnPeep the way I flipped itnThe color on this one is like them other onesnBut these colors compliment itnYou might wanna catch that later alligatornMaury I had another color way before they made itnCordless phones on them like it's free activationnFor them homes you wouldend up in the lab for itnChampionship rings wrap bills in jeans fabricsnSince we spend .?. these ropes like tennis racketsnTennis braclets Andre Agassi tennis shoes and jacketsnCardier frames and bally'snn[Hook x2]nnI tilt my woods up, slide them up the bridge of my nosenThem Guccis cool, but they are not originalsnThose are like digital clocksnMind shots riddle the block 'till it moves up, .?nWhat a loop scooper troopers and khaki suit blazersnAnd my braclets do a loop and my wrist like a race, Wait!nWe ain't say gracenWe at Shaw's Crab HousenEverybody got a lobster on their platenI get a nice fade, nice waves, wait a minutenSlice gang, chop it up, slap chop, I'm saying!nYou can't know the roster without playin'nI'm not Kevin Costner I'm not dancing with no wolvesnActing like they sheep, Peep the Benneton Don hoping out that JeepnMan the tassels on them Bally's, checkers on the Rally'snSaying "I don't think they got it like in Cali"nn[Hook x2]nnIn my years I sported igloos, Alaskan IcenThe light bulbs in my jewels show off in the nightnSo stay back, stark's flow is toxicnYou can catch me in my rolls heavyn.?nPhotoshoots in the Sahara Desert Camels and CardiersnIn the sky facing the half-moon crescentnWow, it looks beautifulnThe stars is praising menAnd The Cool Kids, say something wrong they'll shoot at younThey shootin' stars these ruthless bars got white girls holding their mouthsnLike, "oh my God! No he didn't", give him a bib, cause he keeps spittingnLines that's so cold where every word's frost-bittennAnd his man's pulling up in the MaybachnWhite linen ,three quarter rope, bally's from way backnWith Cardier frames, white gold all around the rimnHolding their dicks in the club, .?nn[Hook x2] Less