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歌詞

[Scratching] My style is the best.. [Kool Keith] The club is open catch this I wreck it swing it, sling it Styles is smooth, styles is sweet Styles are dope, styles that meet Any rapper clappin' you'd be talkin' You'd be yappin' my flow is on the go-go This record's for real spin that wax in that vinyl bill Check the back of the Houston tex package ass Sucka's wanna step up you grab your girls fast I'm in here with wack MC's in the atmosphere Greasing my status Willy Smith wanna change gears One-two one-two three-four man slappin' five People in the back fidge your face, while I rip it live I want some 2000 gamma wild motivation Sex on earth, it's time I left the spacestation Don't think I'm Dr. McCoy, I'll tap that butt boy Rappers in my way on primetime, clearin' every day You gets the bozak Peter from the Shootin' Skeeter [Chorus] I want da mic, yo drop the style Let him rip it I want da mic, yo drop it here Let him flip it [Kool Keith] I take a second wild crime, don't smile You still jealous, watch my flow in Puerto Rico Like Victor Vodorellis People know that Julio brother style is loco Rappers souped up then gassed pump like Sunoco What's up now? BeeBeeBeep's seen you talkin' walkin' Switchin' bitchin' the brother's sweating on the mic Girls on my tip and women chew me like a Mike 'n Ike These are the keys that go to the Cadillac Supersonic condoms, MC's want their barebacks I draw on tails smell panties like an artifact I'm in this house, it's best to keep it quiet mouse You got the lice in private hair, yo you carry louse Plunderjack, the bass bounce more than the ounce Like Roger Troutman, people still use him now Onepowered horses MC's going off the cow Jump on the moose play each hair like a violin You step like Bozo but the clown keep on wylin' [Chorus] [x4] [Kool Keith] The last ranger, breaker 1-9 yo smokey bear Got that black Mack truck With wack MC's in my pubic hair What's the flim-flam with peepee on the highway Girls move slow but track their trailers in their driveway Who's smokin' joe now? The smith tanks are full with diesel Back up your rectum piece on primetime you little weasel I'm comin' through with no girls in no hairdo Cover your cracks before the place smells like mildew I'm Mr. Clean shoot clips through the magazine Butts get wiped and shined up by the greasemachine [Come on go with me over to my place] Yeah, like Teddy said I'm scrathing butts like the pimples on your first record You wanna see and maybe folks wanna check it I want the sound to throw down and make you sit down And see your man, he's biting styles in the background [Chorus]