Kool Keith - Women Turn on Your T.V. - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Women Turn on Your T.V.

Kool Keith

Lost Masters Volume 2

68

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Tekst piosenki
[Kool Keith] Don't hurt 'em - don't hurt 'em Kool Keith... yeah New York City in the house California in the house Texas in the house Miami in the house Forget sneakers that look like hot dogs Yo fam, you hear me chewin your chicken gizzards I'm more reptile than 10 of your Timberland boots Is worth one pair of my lizards Just order your two-piece Kentucky Fried to go That watch on your arm you said it was real? You lied you know Actin like a Spanish guy goin crazy over one girl The latest thing in New York - overprotective insecure asshole A J-Lo lookalike with a Burger King stomach Man go ahead and hide your ho, my flow hit Mexico And enter Puerto Rico like Tego Rewind no fast forward, a lot of stamps on my passport [Chorus 2X: Kool Keith] Woman turn on your TV, channel 7, ABC News, don't you see me? [Kool Keith] So what you didn't vote for me, I'm Congress My pee stains tag your white Dodge Magnum Make the girls come out and say what's that on your armrest? Security forces, ask the fire department I alarm best With overcooked mushrooms, and turnips I woke my kids up, y'all tryin to battle me all night Suckers went to bet on the pro 9 million rappers, fell asleep with cigarettes in they hand Let they babies burn up Your girl ain't payin attention, who that on the bell? Yo let my cousin Verne up Alright, y'all get enough to build your concern up Adjust your football game, break your PlayStation controls Y'all know my highs, gorillas can't feel my lows Cineplex status [Chorus] - 1.5X [Kool Keith] Remember I'm Boston, they Bernie Williams With a sweat over your ties, two outs in the 9th inning Most of y'all stuck in Jeapordy I answer you quick, shock you like Ken Jennings You can't touch the mic lookin like the face on the penny Goin against nuclear power Marble floors with ceramics, I defecate in your shower It's not about comin off the head of the testicles My job is to make a foe write one verse for 30 hours No fancy restaurants, and botanical gardens A lot of guys with fake talk I see 'em all out there with pink GMC trucks Hand another man flowers, my competition wear haltertops And sport backs with a lot of powder Change your exits, comin up the road on your navigation Meets the rerouter [Chorus] - 2.5X
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