(feat. Precise) [Precise] I wanna be your cool thang [VERSE 1: Baby Bash] B-b-b-baby come put, kick me down Not money, honey, just some lovin Lovin, rubbin And I'ma stick somethin cool into your little hot oven A look in your eyes and I can tell that Cool thang you really excel at Givin up much love in large amounts And cool thangs don't be trippin off bank accounts Now kitty cat, turn out the lights I got a candle you can handle and it ignites With every strike and pose, every moan and groan Let's unplug the phone And make that move Put a sign on the door saying don't disturb this groove And I'ma shake like a rattlesnake Till we come, no tellin how long that'll take No questions, no concerns Just kickin it, smell the incense burn Cool thang, it feel so good Can you dig it? I knew that you could [VERSE 2: Chezski] Hookin up late night, again it's time Cool thang lifestyles [?] Both workin hard for the warm gush So smooth, ain't nohin like a proper thrust You got me doin that bash Handle this, never feelin overmashed And when it comes time for the stickin She jumps up for the ride instead of kickin At tongue pro job she earns a plus Top notch for the ballin but infamous And bringin new kicks to that style Cool thang, can I kick it for a while? [VERSE 3: Rube] You're doper than Vanity, I kick in my sanity Kick in your little chocolate castles what I plan to be I know you [?] the Indo surroundin my lungs When my tongue says I'm sprung on your Jungle Jim I'm just wonderin if you wanna hear some Cool thang slang in your eardrum Like roses are red, [?] is green I'm hooked on you like high to a dopefiend Cool thang, we can go to Monterrey You can pose by the ocean in your lingerie It's all good, naythin's bad here No sad tears, we'll have our own little carnival I'm like a barnacle stuck on dumb 30 pictures of you in my album I need her, that's what the palm reading stated About the best girl I ever dated