The Koolest Kat

They call me "Hi-Ballin' Daddy" cause I know how to rock
The koolest kat by the record hop
With my Hollywood jacket, boppin' shoes
I'm in the mood for drinkin' some booze

I'm gonna make you rock
I'm gonna make you roll
Well, dig that crazy beat
Is gonna move your feet
Well, I'm your right choice, mama. The koolest kat from here

I dress to impress, from head to toe
I'm lookin' fine everywhere I go
Get ready, pretty baby, I see you jivin' so nice
Get ready cause tonight we're gonna do it twice
I'm gonna show you why I'm the koolest kat

I'm gonna make you rock
I'm gonna make you roll
Well, dig that crazy beat
Is gonna move your feet, baby
Well, I'm your right choice, mama. The koolest kat from here

Please please, mama, you gotta shake
You gotta shake as if you had no brakes
Come on, little baby, you've got nothing to lose
Tonight I'm the hunter and my prey is you

I'm gonna make you rock
I'm gonna make you roll
Well, dig that crazy beat
Is gonna move your feet, baby
Well, I'm your right choice, mama. The koolest kat from here

Well, I'm your right choice, mama. The koolest kat from here
Well, I'm your right choice, mama. The koolest kat from here



Credits
Writer(s): The Hi-ballin' Daddies
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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