Текст песни Kool Keith - Girl You Know
Kool Keith - Girl You Know слова песни
(You know the outcome)Girl you know the game, and when you start to runWho is this new guy, thinkin he`s funkyHe ain`t nothin, girl you know[Kool Keith]Rappers who freestyle foreverCan`t afford to buy a cup of cocoa admire my leatherYour girl get wetter, touchin my custom made chainsYour lip gloss on my, Italian sweaterI know you hate me already, go debate me with FreddieDJ`s gonna act like little feminine, in more placesBought the high heels, on the hard concreteRemove your women`s bra, feel chestWipe your eyeliners off your baseball capThe Starter jacket don`t match yo` facesYou put the thongs on, move your panty protectors in the right placesTerror in America, feel my drama, defecate on your baby`s mommaI sport the real gators, Lou Casey and Tony LlamaY`all act like divas with a flat ass like MadonnaParty whereabouts don`t ask meHold your Zippendales, this ain`t ChippendalesY`all flippendales, move slow like snailsThongs show your girl`s tails, y`all blaze L`s (L`s)[Chorus]Girl you know, the man ain`t funkyBut the brother is whack yoAh-what you tell your man girl?[Kool Keith]Remington blows with shellsBig Hank movin dank comin up the road with a full tankMake your girl buy another drinkJoe Greico, we break neck-o, hand your wife the peppermintsWho represents, y`all couldn`t close to me one inchY`all need to sit down on the wood like Johnny BenchY`all know the Borden family, your fiance drive a CamryYour hype man name is AnnieYour producer in the background wear the black pantiesNo time for the clean-up service or nannies[Chorus][Kool Keith]Feeble position wackster, what`s up blacksterLyrical master, asshole plasterYou a known hitter, with the first base gloveYour mom with the catcher`s mitt-erPamper for your babysitterFoul smells, your house smell like cat litterDon`t get bitter, I move and get rid ofCan`t flow average, maverageRabid food, vegetable particles, final cabbageYou got the nerve to rap like you live in ParisStandard reels, I clown dummiesWhen your first advance is in your dealStage level, stiff with no skillsA bird with beak and billsI crush you from New York all the way out to Hollywood Hills[Chorus]Koooooooooooooooooool, Keith, whatevahLike rappers sayLike Big Daddy Kane say rappers steppin to meThey wanna get some, you know the outcomeYou wanna get some, you know the outcome