I made it down 85 speedin down the highway bout to hit the club bout to do it my way leanin to the side girls lookin my way admirin the paint fresh
We can go on and on Ah ha, one two ya'll Uh uh, nobody, ah Woo, woo, this is E, Short Dog and Sweat We vets Coming through, hot to death, place your
Keith Girl: Irina. Bass: Walter Sipser Shaker/Digital Scratching: Curtis Drums/Keys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta I've been thinking about Kool Keith's
it We're like Doin it and Doin it well, So poetic [Keith's rhyme] You and me like ET and Drew Barrymore Pick Reese's Pieces off your piece I want to marry more Keith
You needed to go to let him know right now 'Cuz he don't even know how to make you smile Y'all don't even makin' love See it's over baby He spend all
They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz comin' out to the Soul Train Awards With them
New, two-thousand-one Baddest, MC Keith Baddest, MC Keith, Keith Baddest, MC Keith, Keith Baddest, MC Velvet robe, body like Hector Comacho Kissin'
by a new obsessed fan No, I don't wanna answer your questions Are you some kind of journalist, followin' me around? Come on in the bathroom Now you wanna see how Keith
[Kool Keith: talking] Yeah All you ladies walkin around in the club With them fake engagement rings on Acting like you married The Captain is here We
Yeah, I saw you, I see you too I peeped you out, oh, you watchin' me? I know where you go, no, you don't I'm watchin' you, so you say But I'm watching
and Bailey we are not Wild kingdom mutual of northern cal Clifton, Santiago Keith, telavasquez (Psych) Clifton, Santiago Keith, telavasquez (Psych) Clifton, Santiago Keith, telavasquez (Psych) Clifton, Santiago Keith
Yeah For the two thousand (Two thousand) Black Elvis (Black Elvis) We get raw with this (Hand me my guitar) Tour bus packed (Tour bus packed) Black
Man, it's been quiet in the Bronx since Kate Rich got killed I heard some kid wearin' a mink Fakin' like he live in Brooklyn squealed We gon' need Johnny
night and every day, Kool Keith does his thing his way) (Every night and every day, we make moves so don't you hate) (Every night and every day, Kool Keith
pops I used to be up all night in the living room Smokin' a lot of weed with the Four Tops Makin' collect calls back home to my pops My little brother said, "Keith
Kool Keith Checkin? out of the Venetian Hotel That's right, flight to Africa Mastercharge, yeah Extravagant traveler, Puerto Rico out to Africa Extravagant
Now here's a funky beat, my rhyme is updated, For soft Ducks, I played it, once, A biter jumped on it, Girls got stupid, freaks humped on it, And from
Jasper Funky, yeah baby! Blackula, spectacular Blackula, bust at ya, spectacular, Blackula Blackula, bust at ya Blackula, spectacular [Kool Keith