Cool Joe
I once had a friend.
His name was Joe.
Joe sho' was cold.
He said I'll be a mack.
I drive a Cadillac.
Carry money in a sack.
Joe.
Right on, Joe.
Joe sho' was cold.
As time went on.
Seen Joe.
Joe sho' was cold.
He drives a Cadillac.
With three girls in the back.
Girls in the back.
He carried money in a sack.
He had his hair laid back.
Right on Joe.
Joe.
Joe sho' was cold.
And as time went on.
Seen Joe.
And Joe still was cold.
He said my rent is due.
And my car note too.
But I ain't worried.
Cos' my women will have it by afternoon.
Right on, Joe.
Joe sho' was cold.
Cold Joe.
On the other side.
Of Cool Joe.
Cold Joe.
And as time went on.
I got worried about Joe.
And I asked Joe.
I said why you spent all your money.
On the blow?
He said cos I'm a mack.
I drive a Cadillac.
With three girls in the back.
And you see I like it like that!
Right on Joe.
What cha gon' do, Joe.
What cha gon' do.
As time went on.
Seen Joe.
This time Joe was all outta dough.
No Cadillac.
No girls in the back.
He had no money in a sack.
Joe.
Poor Joe.
What cha gon' do, Joe.
I thought I told you so.
Poor Joe.
What cha gon' do, Joe...
