Kool Keith - Everybody Playin' Here - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Everybody Playin' Here

Kool Keith

The Lost Masters

26

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Yo I ain't hearin nothin, Kool Keith in the place I'mma be all up in your face Yo, I'mma tell you, I don't wanna hear what you got to say [Kool Keith] 'Gwan from here, forget the all-star game Light your ass man with flame, urinate in the brain Ladies react move with panties off with the prawns Imposter from the Barbados Private jets shock your island 40 oz. undercover with a cashmere Your fake Gucci glasses, your jacket's made out of reindeer Jealous, I know you act like you don't hear Top controller, winey waste I'm not impressed, beyond your fat stomach Twist your tiny waist Jacket and juice leave your bad mouth with a bad taste We keep it clean, no passin gas or sardines in here No girls with a lack of hygeine with sardines in here Yo, you know Garland, open the roof, crack the beer [Hook] It's apparent, tell no shame in here Everybody know the game in here Know you playin in here, what you sayin in here You're playin here [Kool Keith] Like Free and Mary J. Blige, AJ look like the Predator #1 with the tec-9 in the duffel bag, I'm your competitor Bounty catcher master, you face me in America You know you guys rhymin little gay for commercial Deep in the industry, the anal crevices Y'all date men, your bodyguards too busy datin trends The kid on the mic, your hype man goes the other way Santa Monica butt boys Fly your girls in from Chicago, Illanois Ask the judge right here, don't budge right here Y'all light in the ass, featherweight, fly your kite here Bird figures, y'all ain't all that, don't let me reveal you Cap peel you, top of the mansion butt boys Earnin for girls, y'all strut boys Play your right hand side with Tonka toys Walkin back and forth like IDAK against your crew Sayin "crush, kill, destroy" Asian girls relax on Soul Train, you're stiff Eat your bok choi [Hook] [Kool Keith] Special effects make most of your average rappers with pastel colors Wallpaper in your background, I P-I-S-S on you Game benefits, collect C-I-S-S on you Don't need one mic there, I'd rather vomit on two People suck! Are you down? I'm in your area You bad, the more the merrier Santa Claus, put flammable fluid to your claws I break all sissy laws Treat you like a prosti' on Sunset, you bet I know you're in the back of the aisle, your girdle's wet You got the nerve to move and listen to Keitho Sweat Look around yo You're like the girl who used to sing a long time in Florida I call you Anquette [Hook]
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