Lirik Lagu Maxi Curls - Kool Keith
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Chorus: Kool Keith
I see maxi curls (Yeah! ...)Players activatorI see maxi curls (Yeah! ...)Remote control alligators
[Kool Keith]I got skill you're on my tip now back offSlack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack offThe radio stereo here we go flow and blowPuerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed patternBlack people mingle white people buy my singleBingo bangle let go my steel EggoThrowin rhymes in spirals like Joe KleckoMiami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth andyou be hatin debatin, regurgitatinRatin latent, and perpetratinMy album's love mics, tough like dirt bikesYou get frantic, New York City, run and panicCalifornia, I switch up, boogie on yaLike Don Cornelius, on SOULLLLLLLLLLL TRAIN!And heads I clip off, in rap leave a bloodstainA bigger pain, you would need novacaineBite off Rakim, you copy Big Daddy KaneYou know my steelo, I rhyme against a million peoplewho think they equal, disguisin as Jamaican peopleFakin, funkin, you're pedigree, your beat is sunk inTonka toy of little boy, steppin down to RoyI'm no joke, I rap for cash and you're buyin a coatBronx bomber, superb on the freak mommaStinkin movin, my whole crew is comin throughYeah..
Chorus
[Kool Keith]Bout it bout it, like Master P, makin money GNo time for promos, get paid when I MCYou know my feeling, I'm dealing, with tracks so real andradio blackout, your format, is not appealinR&B can step up, but can't compare to meYou oughta know -- how, I, feelThat's wack, with bookbags, packed on your backVideo bop, my skin is black
I see maxi curls (Yeah! ...)Players activatorI see maxi curls (Yeah! ...)Remote control alligators
[Kool Keith]I got skill you're on my tip now back offSlack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack offThe radio stereo here we go flow and blowPuerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed patternBlack people mingle white people buy my singleBingo bangle let go my steel EggoThrowin rhymes in spirals like Joe KleckoMiami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth andyou be hatin debatin, regurgitatinRatin latent, and perpetratinMy album's love mics, tough like dirt bikesYou get frantic, New York City, run and panicCalifornia, I switch up, boogie on yaLike Don Cornelius, on SOULLLLLLLLLLL TRAIN!And heads I clip off, in rap leave a bloodstainA bigger pain, you would need novacaineBite off Rakim, you copy Big Daddy KaneYou know my steelo, I rhyme against a million peoplewho think they equal, disguisin as Jamaican peopleFakin, funkin, you're pedigree, your beat is sunk inTonka toy of little boy, steppin down to RoyI'm no joke, I rap for cash and you're buyin a coatBronx bomber, superb on the freak mommaStinkin movin, my whole crew is comin throughYeah..
Chorus
[Kool Keith]Bout it bout it, like Master P, makin money GNo time for promos, get paid when I MCYou know my feeling, I'm dealing, with tracks so real andradio blackout, your format, is not appealinR&B can step up, but can't compare to meYou oughta know -- how, I, feelThat's wack, with bookbags, packed on your backVideo bop, my skin is black
