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Kool Keith
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Tell 'Em B*Tch
Lyricist:Keith Thornton
Kool Keith back up in this motherfucker You know what I'm sayin'? You know what I'm sayin'? I'd like to tell all these motherfuckers I'd like to tell all you motherfuckers
About theyself, about theyself About what they think they are About what they think they are Motherfuckers ain't shit, you ain't shit
Fuck gold and platinum and jewelry Diamonds glistenin' red I'm still the overgrown boy freak man Fall asleep, still piss in the bed
Ask your girl, nigga, I piss on your head If you're neo and unfunky, I'm guaranteed usually Ten grand or more a show But for five or six I'm ready to piss in your dreads
Who's ready to handle the confunction, jazz And everybody with they first new trendy equipment Could press the keys and kiss my ass No prestigious toilets and golden bathroom trimmings Dress your bitch up like Batwoman and shit on her mask
Dime pieces run with the borin' niggaz My sex life, I piss on top of your cash Your money talk, I wipe my ass up with your Cottonelle nigga Rappin' against me, you ain't shit My job is to make your doofy-ass baseball caps fit
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Pimple faced bastard, watch who you rap with And cover your motherfuckin' butt cheeks with Chapstick I'm a grown-ass man, you can suck mine And that talk behind my back circle shit Superstar gassed up niggaz smokin' that glass dick
My first name is microphone, I call you last to spit Bra and panties under your button up Don't come around wit'cha ass hangin' out Teasin' me with fake tits
I'm the celebrity destroyer, I defecate on your shoulder blades I jerk off on anybody that think they good Grab the subway train and drop turds on your bitch Hit Philadelphia, grab a cheese steak and hang out with Mitch
About two million dollars I fucked up Hotel suites, Pave rings and girls and shit Indoor rappin' mansion ass nigga come outside From that old hideaway bodyguards, watch you shit I don't care, I enjoy myself, you scared son of a bitch
Fuck the buckets and V.I.P. rooms Posin' with one Moet bottle and a big ass clique Plast fast motherfuckers standin' on wooden legs Amateur niggaz go down on cheap tape What you think that bullshit gon' stick?
Kool Keith, signin' off this motherfucker Let you motherfuckers know, I tell you straight I'll come to your motherfuckin' show
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