Kool Keith

Kool Keith - You Know You Want It lyrics

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[Kool Keith]

Girls, I'm slappin 'em up

Pimp smackin 'em up, anger management

President, better than ediment{?}

Sweetness by slickness you with this

You witness the lonely the misfits

On them place and table servin 'em biscuits

But kisses delicious

My swiftness fills statistics linguistics

You think I'm Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone

How many, comin at me

Startin G, ladies excuse me

Player I beg your pardon G

I'm harder G, astrology dodgin me when I'm rum pum pum pum..

Make me the sergeant see

From the coast, and pot roast, I load furs

And them diamonds and them pearls on them coats, I will boast

Be braggin, not draggin

Flowin on the spoon like Daggen-Hanz

The Nova is comin over, I'm Cas'

See the pimp of nature under the table

With broads by the side I will hate'cha

From Singapore and Malaysia

When the last time you pulled your fuck out

The other players claimin pimp that wanna trick off

What they assssk, me, ask Whitefolk and Pimpin' Ken

I bring it around and let you taste it



[Chorus: x2]

We comin up big doggy, we playin it big homey

No niggaz just chicks around me all we want is ass and money

We combin the streets, droppin our work all day and night

They know we pimps cause the chicks always play us tight



[H-Bomb]

'Bout comin up pickin up paper, it's the H you know it's me

You soakin up game, but you lame, shame on he not me

Peepin on what we wear and, steppin on checks we clearin

Tryin to look and act like us so his cash we start sharin

You movin too slow man, you fallin in love man

You don't know pimpin is the only thing to know man

Double back double up on the paper that I'm musclin

Put it out doin my dirt checkin my work, paper keep comin in

Don't be so mad homey, you too uptight nigga

I know the pimps and pushers strippin up pickin up dollars

I'm holdin on to my dough, I'm plannin to stick yo' flow

I'm lookin to ho through pimpin choose I'm keepin up all her dough

You know the chicks go, out watch the chips fall

The money I bank it I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all



[Chorus]
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