singing:] Take off your panties Let me see your G-string, let me see, what you got Take off your panties, let me see your G-string Let me see, let me
Oversættelse: Kool Keith. Take Off dine trusser.
:] Take off your panties Let me see your G-string, let me see, what you got Take off your panties, let me see your G-string Let me see, let me see [Kool
Kool Keith Girl: Irina. Bass: Walter Sipser Shaker/Digital Scratching: Curtis Drums/Keys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta I've been thinking about Kool Keith
quick Dip inside her heart, she wanna suck your dick Get her ass licked, play hopscotch, look at her look at your watch Make sure it's late, sucka, stick your
Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks Pull your panties down, take your wig off Let me see your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures
off on your pretty kneecaps Yeah.. Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 2X) Can I see your panties girl? You wanna take em off Dye your hair blonde, hook up
face) Regular girl, you never turn me on (Work the latex) You saw my porno flick, nutsacs banged up on your TV Your girl pulled her panties off real
when I walk in your room That's right, A K A, Kool Keith I'm washin' pots and pans, fried gorillas with tortilla chips And clam dips, my pants ripped
wit parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game
not wearing flannel I'm prefacing like george jefferson, wheezy! Chino xl my brother b-wiz and kool keith Now try to take it easy [kool keith] My range
Yeah, Kool Keith With special guests We comin' through My mental, mental, mental side effects Without a flaw we give you more My mental, mental, mental
[Kool Keith] I come raw, wrecko, heavy on my tip-o Jumpin on the floor when you're hoppin on my D.O. Rappers know my game when I come in with the flame
s that? Yo that's my man Kool Keith, The Rhythm X Hi Keith what does the X stand for? See you're playin' with yourself, with your hands between your
Parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven
floss at the pubs, the effort you give is F Go home clean up your room, straighten up your mess Straighten up your mess [Chorus] [Keith: singing to
[Kool Keith:] Honey what's up, this is Kool Keith Gonna take you on vacation Get your bags ready, I'll call you in 2 hours Baby you look good under the